Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

When I my home,
That I shall some day;
be like I want it
Oh - and I that in every way.

I yet to see any
that cope with the style -
Of the house I dream of;
That I'll after a while.

The roof of it will have lines,
and contours that
and shadowy eaves,
the little raindrops can drip.

... That sweet patter,
of at play -
is a beautiful sound
on a quiet day.

You know, when the is high,
And the gods race,
and I'll be up
by my fire-place.

feeding my little dog,
or playing with my cat.
But yearning,
and where you're at.

But when the is shadowed
by that old sun;
And the are bowing
for the dew drops to

At my old piano,
with ivory keys,
just plunk out some vibrations
of I please.

it'll be classics,
sometimes
But rock n' roll
- that I'll improvise.

And my favourite guitar,
I'll be just away
and goodbye,
to beautiful day.

A of my angel,
I love most of all -
I'll have painted a snapshot
my bedroom wall.

Where the warm rays,
and the cold beam
Will her reflection,
as I lay and dream.

You know, I deny
- but it me so sad,
When I think that lost
All that I could had.

It was for her -
And I guess I, I
That she measured my -
and then me to go.

Finally my house,
I will it complete.
And I'll up a smoke,
by the window sill.

And I'll read my many
that have in my bachelors nest;
While the sun goes
- in the west.

And feel that gold,
warm light on my
And then I'll trippin'
to far off place.

through all of my travels,
I must missed somewhere -
A place I might find
my someday.

And I'll leave all that I
to the gods, up
and go spend my searching
for the angel, I love.

For all of my dreams,
would be but a
to the one
that I so dear.