Luyện nghe bài hát Madame George

(van morrison)
Originally performed by van morrison. this cover is found on the trash can (a bootleg tape).
Down on cyprus
With a child-like vision leaping view.
The clacking of the high-heeled shoes,
and fitzroy; madame george.
Marching with the behind
He's much older now with hat on, wine
And the smell of sweet comes drifting thru
In the cool night like shalimar
And then your control lets go
And suddenly up against the bathroom door.
The hallway lights are getting dim
You're in the front row him
And they're making all the stops
The out in the streets collecting bottle tops,
Going for and matches to the shops,
talking, madame george
And when you fall, oh,
Oh, when you fall

And you fall into a
Sitting on a playing games of chance
With your folded arms in books you glance
Into the eyes of madame
And you think you've found bag,
getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
And in the playing dominoes in drag,
The one and madame george
And outside the frosty raps
She says "be cool, I think it's the cops"
Stands up, drops she gots,
It's not now you know
Now you you gotta go
a train from dublin up to sandy row,
In the wind, & fog & slush & snow
on going on
Say we know you're pretty far out
And all the little boys round
They got cigarette lighters in their pockets
Walking from it all, so cool.
when you fall.