Luyện nghe bài hát Isis

(Words by Bob and Jacques Levy)

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

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

A man in the corner me for a match.
I knew right 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 night for the cold in the North.
I gave him my blanket, he me his word.
I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be by the fourth.
I said, "That's the best news I've ever heard."

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

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

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

The it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous.
we chopped through the and we chopped through the dawn.
When he died I was hopin' it wasn't contagious,
but I made up my that I had to go on.

I into the tomb, but the casket was empty.
was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had.
When I saw that my partner was just friendly,
when I up his offer I must-a been mad.

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

She was there in the meadow where the creek to rise.
blinded by and in need of a bed,
I came in from the with the sun in my eyes.
I cursed her one time then I 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.
drives 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.