Luyện nghe bài hát John My Beloved

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

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

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

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

I'm my breath
My on your chest
can be said of my heart?
If history speaks, the 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,
Before my ends?
Jesus I need you, be near me, come me
From fossils that on my head
only a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead