Luyện nghe bài hát Hard And Tenderly

They called me "Mr. X, Indeed", the ones that saw so deep inside
the souls of those who were so lonely. I was down beneath the bottom,
my vacant caught them gaily parading up and down the
street-followed by some masses, freeing fumes and giving gasses
to the and nearly worn out air. But they had that certain presence
like the or the essence of the cleansing upper atmosphere. Laughing,
loving, and without a doubt, they strode about the streets that
creatures left alone. I ran across, myself compulsive, with the
feeling of a drum that pounded underneath my skin. A tingling in
my tangled brain was screaming that this was insane, but it also me,
"Touch it," too.
"Stand aside," I told the masses, and that I made my passage frome
lonely to the only side. Openly they smiled to greet me, like always
knew meet me somewhere walking up and down the road. I knew I must
appear as someone far beyond the common come-on, so I not say my nae
was Ed. So I said, "I'm Mr. X who wants to come and who to help
and guide your efforts to succeed." They laughed a bit at me, and
then said, "Mr. X-Indeed," and hugged me hard and tenderly.