Luyện nghe bài hát (In the) Pouring Rain

I could see as I in
The ships were and the pit fell in
A funeral tolled the hour in
A drunkard slumbering

Not the of the guitar
Not even the siren of pain
Not the of desire
Caught in the pouring pouring

Breeze windows on date street
I was raised up on the cheap
(Yeah, say)
Ask no questions and sleep
the old tango that's on date street

I can the sharpen of the pain
Some lucky stranger in the
Hear the sharpen of the
Lucky in the rain

Hammers beat in dusty
On weedy rusted lines
Mocking the sun and optimistic
All these weedy of iron

The sun shine my way again
moon was on the wane
Oh, never see a star again
In the pouring rain

A salty band played for the
A sad and some refrain
The future to the weather vane
The old calypso died of

I the sharpen of the pain
Some lucky stranger in the
Hear the of the pain
Lucky stranger rain

Pouring