Luyện nghe bài hát Magura

Take me to
To while the years
The of the cowbells
And of drying hay
The rainfall in the
wash away my fears
And all the foolish
That I've done the years
1 grew up in the city Not far from L.A.
rows of dusty palm trees
And millions of
Traffic jams and
And perverts in the
And girls who sold
Their little after dark
So me to Magura....
I'll plant a garden
up astronomy
And search for
In neighboring
go to bed by midnight
And wake up with the
And play my old
While sad world rolls along