Luyện nghe bài hát La La Song

Knowing you all the difference
Don't it
Knowing all your and why's
Your and how's

December comes in as a procession
A little punctured, a heartbroken
But not forever and not for

In New York, the vagabonds fled
To dusty wings
The play tramps are
Starving for a little

It seems I've help my arms like this for
But I am waiting, I am lowering them down
Like a white flag, like a

It's season, my peach, my little
You are gone, but now I like all my

It's funny how when we're whole, we feel
It's funny, I me best with a broken heart

So, when winter to thaw
You may be tempted to come
And likely to be too late

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