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 order of
Long island and wine
Beloved of John, I get it all
I read you for some kind of
Covered in lines, the fossils I
they no life of their own?

So can we pretend
the mystery ends?
I am a man with a that offends
With its lonely and greedy
There's a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead

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

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

I'm holding my
My tongue on your
can be said of my heart?
If history speaks, the on my cheek
there remains but a mark
Beloved my John, so I'll on
Counting my down to one
And when I am dead, visit my bed
My is bright in the sun

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