Luyện nghe bài hát Modern Times

Hello old friend, what a strange to find you
been fifteen years since we last met but I still recognized you
So call the barman over here and let us fill our
And drink a to olden times where all our memories lie
all our memories lie

Do you remember the time we were young?
Lowly, lowly, low
the window the frosty moonlight hung
On the midnight

So we pulled our scarves around our faces in the
Huddled on the doorsteps where the fairy shone bright
Singing Christmas carols while our hung in the light
It all comes back like yesterday, it almost like yesterday

Do you the changes as we grew?
Slowly, slowly,
Sneaking in the back way into after school
For the evening

Chasing skinny jean girls across the building site
Checking out the dance floor the band played, "Hold Me Tight"
See the one over there, I bet she'd be alright
It all comes like yesterday, it almost seems like yesterday

I talked he sat and he never made a sound
Staring at the glass me
Hey old friend, tell me on your mind?
Silence grows on you ivy, ivy

Do you the church across the sands?
Holy, holy, ho
You stood outside and planned to travel to the
the pilgrims go

So you your world up inside a canvas sack
Set off down the highway your rings and Kerouac
Someone said they saw you in Nepal a long back
Tell me why you away? Don't you have a word to say?

He said, "I don't remember, I don't remember
In fact heard too much already
I don't wanna think, just leave me to drink
Wrapped up in the warmth of New City"

"Oh, oh, it you just don't know
And you don't understand me
I've got no use for the tricks of times
They tangle all my like ivy, ivy"

So I him and I went out to the street
Lowly, lowly, low
Where the red light were coming after me
Forty dollar

All across the city's heart the lights were on
The hotel lift softly hummed to Cole song
If I went to look for him I he would be gone
A picture of yesterday, a photograph of yesterday

And far off in a deserted part of
The shadows like a silent
Flooded out the rooms in of blue and brown
And to all the walls like ivy, ivy, ivy