Luyện nghe bài hát I've Counted What I Have

(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

(Michael) counted what I have; it's not enough
And what I need I do not to say.
I've the soul is diamond in the rough
pain must polish it to a bright display;
But mine is diamond dust blown away.

(Angels) I've counted what I it's not enough
And what I need I do not to say.
I've the soul is diamond in the rough
That pain polish it to a bright display;
But mine is diamond dust blown away.

(Michael) And covered up the world with --
Come back my soul, I cry, it obey,
And I'm the empty shape of ...
Come my soul, come back to me I sing.

I'm sick with greed, with unrequited
And becomes my enemy.
I his woman, his career I need
For what he has, he's it from me
And what is he uses clumsily.
That pagan pretending he can dance,
Christian peddling his humility,
These of Hitlerian romance,
These lovers photographed without pants.

(Frank, Louis & Then, Doubt, sloppy mistress that you
Jean-Marc) Can't get rid of, who loves you more the
You turn away, whose pity, who
Isn't feeling well, whose shoulder's --
comes generous as a dinosaur.

(Doubt) O love forget metaphysic bit
About the world and the grieving heart
You really can't is haunting it;
While you brood here, other lovers
lips, prettier than you, and just as smart.

(F, L & J-M) has all the reasons why you have to fail
And you agree, you've them all before.
Her heart is broken and her is stale
And you say, me more my nightingale.

(Doubt) Give up your conquering plan, give up plan.
Time makes a choir of our art
And women know that since the began
There was, there is no leading man!

(F, L & J-M) Oo me more my nightingale.

(Doubt & Pinky) And know that since the world began
There was, there is no leading man.

(Michael) I've what I have; it's not enough.
And women that since the world began
There was, there is no leading man.

(F, L & J-M) Tell me my nightingale.

(Doubt & Pinky) There's no leading man - no man!