Luyện nghe bài hát (In the) Pouring Rain

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

Not the twang of the
Not even the siren of pain
Not the shadows of
Caught in the pouring pouring

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

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

beat in dusty times
On these rusted lines
the sun and optimistic signs
All these weedy gates of

The sun won't shine my way
Lucky was on the wane
Oh, I'll never see a star
In the pouring rain

A salty played for the train
A sad trombone and refrain
The future to the weather vane
The old died of shame

I hear the sharpen of the
Some stranger in the rain
Hear the of the pain
Lucky pouring rain

Pouring