Luyện nghe bài hát John My Beloved 5:04

Are we to speak, first day of the
Stumbling at the bar
Beauty blue eyes, my order of
Long island and wine
Beloved of John, I get it all
I read you for some kind of
Covered in lines, the I find
Have they no life of own?

So can we pretend
Before the mystery
I am a man with a heart that
With its and greedy demands
There's a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead

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

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

I'm my breath
My tongue on chest
What can be of my heart?
If speaks, the kiss on my cheek
Where remains but a mark
Beloved my John, so carry on
my cards down to one
And when I am dead, come my bed
My is bright in the sun

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