Luyện nghe bài hát King of 7th Avenue

King of 7th avenue I can count all the lights in the city the ledge on the twenty- seventh floor.
must be ten thousand window or more.
It's a I can count on, helps me forget about the cold.
And I get to meet the neighbors for as long as the will hold.

In the window across from me, a man is a robbery.
It's another form of the new york lottery.
His ears must be burning, he the bag and he stares.
I'm the man out on the building.
Yes, no net down there...
And there's a below that I see.
Her silhouette is beautiful.
It tricks on my memory.

Puts a face on the shadows in of me.
A below is forming, beneath this
ledge, my throne.
I am the of seventh avenue,
New york is my home.

I think the have come for me,
Their reach up to the balcony.
They me in light, blind me so I can't see.

I the crowd all ask for jumping,
While the all ask for calm.
Even the think I'm something,
The whole is in my palms.
My lisa says to me,

"dad the world is yours, and beautiful.
Don't it all away on memories.

got to meet new people..."
Yeah, that will be for me.
for me.
for me.
So I watch the lovers their shades.
I've them embrace after their furious fights.
I've them mend their fences, make their love all night.
Only to them down again,

Change the limits, the boundaries.
The beginning, the same end.

Yet the story still me.
The world now is watching.
From this window my throne,
I'm the of seventh avenue
And I'm not alone. I'm not alone.