Luyện nghe bài hát John My Beloved 5:04

Are we to speak, first day of the
words at the bar
Beauty eyes, my order of fries
Long island kindness and
Beloved of John, I get it all
I read you for kind of poem
in lines, the fossils I find
Have no life of their own?

So can we sweetly
the mystery ends?
I am a man with a heart that
its lonely and greedy demands
There's only a shadow of me in a manner of I'm dead

Such a waste, your beautiful
Stumbling arise
Go follow your gem, your feathered friend
Icarus, to the sun
If history speaks of two teeth
I'm painting the blue and red
said beware, Lord hear my prayer
I've wasted my throes on head

So can we be friends,
Before the ends?
I love you than the world can contain
In its lonely and ramshackle
There's only a of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead

I'm holding my
My tongue on your
What can be of my heart?
If history speaks, the kiss on my
Where there but a mark
Beloved my John, so I'll on
my cards down to one
And when I am dead, come my bed
My fossil is in the sun

So can we contend,
my history ends?
Jesus I you, be near me, come shield me
From that fall on my head
There's only a shadow of me in a manner of I'm dead