Luyện nghe bài hát John My Beloved

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

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

a waste, your beautiful face
Stumbling carpet
Go follow your gem, white feathered friend
Icarus, to the sun
If history speaks of two baby
I'm painting the hills and red
They said beware, hear my prayer
I've wasted my throes on 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 shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm

I'm holding my
My tongue on your
What can be said of my
If history speaks, the kiss on my
Where there remains but a
Beloved my John, so carry on
Counting my cards to one
And I am dead, come visit my bed
My fossil is in the sun

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