Luyện nghe bài hát Mary

After all the are in there boxes
and the CLOWNS HAVE ALL to bed
you can happiness STAGGERING on down the street
dressed in red
and the wind whispers

A broom is drearly
of the broken pieces of yesterdays
Somewhere a queen is
somewhere a has no wife
and the it cries Mary

THE lights they a turn blue tomorrow
and shine the emptiness on my bed
the tiny island down the street
cause the life that lives is
and the screams Mary.

Will the wind remember
the names it has blown in the
and with this its old age and its wisdom
it whisper no will be the last
and the wind Mary.