Luyện nghe bài hát Hallelujah

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

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

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

You make him suffer for all he's done
He'll still be hurting when the comes

Move in close till you see, he only wants what he can't
So he gets it he's as good as bad
Move in close, closer still, I hear the songs of Gershwin
Oh, Hallelujah, how I'm on wheels