Luyện nghe bài hát Isis

(Words by Bob and Jacques Levy)

I Isis on the fifth day of May,
but I could not hold on to her long.
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight
for the wild unknown country where I not go wrong.

I came to a high of darkness and light.
the dividing line ran the center of town.
I hitched up my pony to a on the right,
in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

A man in the approached me for a match.
I right away he was not ordinary.
He said, "Are you for somethin' easy to catch?"
I said, "I got no money." He said, "That necessary."

We set out that for the cold in the North.
I him my blanket, he gave me his word.
I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be by the fourth.
I said, "That's the news that I've ever heard."

I was thinkin' turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold,
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the biggest necklace.
As we rode through the canyons, through the cold,
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she I was so reckless.

How she told me that one day we meet up again,
and things be different the next time we wed,
If I could hang on and just be her friend.
I still remember all the best things she said.

We came to the pyramids all in ice.
he said, "There's a body I'm to find.
If I carry it out it'll a good price."
'twas then I knew what he had on his mind.

The it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous.
we chopped the night and we chopped through the dawn.
When he died I was hopin' that it contagious,
but I up my mind that I had to go on.

I broke into the tomb, but the was empty.
there was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd had.
When I saw that my partner was bein' friendly,
when I took up his offer I been mad.

I picked up his body and I him inside,
threw him in the hole and I put back the cover.
I said a quick prayer but I felt inside
then I rode to find Isis just to tell her I love her, to tell her

She was there in the where the creek used to rise.
by sleep and in need of a bed,
I came in the East with the sun in my eyes.
I her one time then I rode on ahead.

She said, "Where ya been?" I said, "No special."
she said, "You different." I said, "Well, not quite."
She said, "You been gone." I said, "That's natural."
she said, "You stay?" I said, "Yeah, I jes might."

Isis, oh, Isis, you child.
what me to you is what drives me insane.
I can remember the way that you smiled
on the fifth day of May in the rain.