Luyện nghe bài hát Lenny

After all the jacks are in their
And the clowns all gone to bed
You can hear staggering on down the street
Footsteps in red
And the wind Mary

A broom is sweeping
Up the broken pieces of life
Somewhere a is weeping
Somewhere a king has no
And the wind, it cries

The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue
And their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags down
Cause the life lived is, is dead
And the wind screams

Uh, the wind ever remember
The names it has blow in the
And with crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers no, will be the last
And the cries Mary