Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

When I my home,
That I shall have some
It'll be like I it
Oh - and I that in every way.

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

The roof of it have peak lines,
and contours dip;
and form eaves,
where the raindrops can drip.

... sweet pitter patter,
of raindrops at -
is such a 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 with my little cat.
But yearning,
and where you're at.

But the meadow is shadowed
by that old sinking
And the are bowing
for the dew to come;

At my old piano,
pure ivory keys,
I'll just plunk out vibrations
of I please.

it'll be classics,
sometimes
But mostly rock n'
- that surely improvise.

And my favourite guitar,
I'll be strummin' away
and goodbye,
to another day.

A of my angel,
That I most of all -
have painted from a snapshot
onto my wall.

Where the suns rays,
and the moon's cold
cast her reflection,
as I lay and dream.

You know, I can't
- but it me so sad,
When I think that lost
All I could have had.

It was for her -
And I I, I know;
That she my love -
and then me to go.

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

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

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

through all of my travels,
I must have missed -
A that I might find
my someday.

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

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