Luyện nghe bài hát Lenny

After all the are in their boxes
And the clowns have all to bed
You can hear staggering on down the street
dressed in red
And the wind whispers

A is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterdays
a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no
And the wind, it cries

The lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow
And shine their down on my bed
The tiny island down stream
? Cause the life lived is, is dead
And the wind screams

Uh, will the wind ever
The names it has in the past?
And this crutch, it? s old age and it? s wisdom
It whispers no, will be the last
And the wind cries