Luyện nghe bài hát Hallelujah

There are all of things, I could ask you if I chose
But I don't, do I dear, intentions don't survive here
No, my requests tend to be dumb as hell
Move in close, still, I hear the songs of Georgie Gershwin
I swear at you 'cause I believe that sweet talk like rots teeth, so

No Hallelujahs, no Hallelujahs or gifted
To sing your praises I'd be walking on
No whoops or war crys, no whoops or war or caramias
All translations will read, me now'

Well, I sing to my belief that sweet talk like candy rots teeth, so
his hand on his heart, it's a posing place
While draining the mystery your face
He admits all he's is the chase
But you let him run

You make him suffer for all gone done
still be hurting when the kingdom comes

Move in close till you see, he only wants he can't have
So when he gets it he's as as bad
Move in close, still, I hear the songs of Georgie Gershwin
Oh, Hallelujah, how I'm walking on