Luyện nghe bài hát Mabel Normand

Natural beauty
I guess you could say she's an unapproachable comedienne
much faith in her talent
She didn't
No comedienne has not the clown
She did her work,
But her was quietly crying
I guess she felt guilty
'Bout even
Sad Mabel

So my is continuing
On a road
His life before him like an
circumstance
He and his friend are at
And he is not winning...
Why does someone have to win?
He it matters...
Strange things do when you love someone
So you put that in exile
How I call you Beloved Exile...

He called
He says, "Don't up"
I ask him, "What are you about?"
I said are not the same...
Since you've been Rome burned down
And it's all the same
So I moved away from the house held nothing
But for messages
And all through the day's
I running with the sun
And I pray day for the answers
In a still and almost silent
He began to his beauty
And I learned to say the
Well, just whose are you on, anyway?
You sides
does it matter?
Still you sides
Every other day you change sides

So, continue on your destructive
Oh, your life passes me
Like an circumstance
You and your are at odds
And you are not
Why does always have to win?
And all races that are run
They cause
things do follow when you love someone
So you put that someone in
And you say, "I'll write a book it and call it Beloved Exile"

Well, her was a gas
everything that happened
Well, the old said, yes it was sad
She fought a losing
One day at a
She might even make it through
Maybe in another show, inner beauty
I guess you could just say she was just
Baby,
So beautiful, so
She fought a battle
She might even make it through
So beautiful, so
Sad we won't her