Luyện nghe bài hát John My Beloved

Are we to speak, first day of the
Stumbling at the bar
Beauty blue eyes, my of fries
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 their

So can we sweetly
the mystery ends?
I am a man a heart that offends
its lonely and greedy demands
There's only a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm

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

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

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

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