Luyện nghe bài hát John My Beloved 5:04

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

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

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

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

I'm my breath
My on your chest
can be said of my heart?
If speaks, the kiss on my cheek
Where there remains but a
Beloved my John, so I'll on
my cards down to one
And when I am dead, visit my bed
My is bright in the sun

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