Luyện nghe bài hát His Dream

He back from his desk, rubs the back of his neck
The stress takes effect, grips the bridge of his
Squints while he's showin' emotion he normally
At fifty six, he re-evaluates, regrettin'
Some that he's made

Black is turnin' gray, of his age
Reflectin' from the glasses, a pass of every
Passionately day reads, readin' on
Dreamin' of the day when he do the same thing

always wanted to write, that's all he's wanted in life
With two daughters, a son and a wife
He's in a bind, has to provide
A family is relyin' on a Milli to

His died at fifty six
So he's well aware how vital a father is
How big of a it is
To be a husband and care for your kids
Never miss an event, helpin' them with
Discipline to prevent things when older

His only son is only one
And focus as a poet has only just
Papa isn't dumb, he understands what means
His is my dream, my dream is his dream

I close my eyes and I can see his
The sacrifices he for me, his dream
Put it for his family, his dream
Yeah, so I'ma keep it alive,

And so he targeted to be the guardian
Guardin' it anythin' and anyone who's harmin' it
But in his he knows the hardest thing about it is
Givin' up on his dream to be all about his

As he the lips of the Mrs
For twenty years, goin' on the twenty fifth
He thinks to himself, this alone is the
That's greater then what's
And that's on the shelf

Sometimes a is all that we have
We have to to dream
'Cause once it is lost amongst thoughts
Then what really are we? are we?

I close my eyes and I can see his
The he made for me, his dream
Put it for his family, his dream
Yeah, so I'ma keep it alive,

So he sits at his desk
his knuckles and back of his neck
Faxin' a displayin' his name
On another application the main

Things they should know but the things that don't
All the that distinguish him as an adult
And over the phone he can expose
The roll that he chose, the in his home

And at home he is a leader, a
He'll it by usin' his son and his daughters
In their he'll be playin' the part of
The one who inspires, the one we

His only son is only one
And as a poet has only just begun
isn't dumb, he understands what this means
His is my dream, my dream is his dream

I close my eyes and I can see his
The sacrifices he for me, his dream
Put it aside for his family, his
Yeah, so I'ma it alive, yeah