Luyện nghe bài hát Lenny

After all the jacks are in boxes
And the clowns all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on the street
Footsteps in red
And the whispers Mary

A broom is drearily
Up the broken pieces of yesterdays
Somewhere a is weeping
Somewhere a king has no
And the wind, it Mary

The traffic lights, turn, uh, blue tomorrow
And their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags down
Cause the life that is, is dead
And the wind Mary

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