Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

When I my home,
That I shall some day;
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 that I of;
That build after a while.

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

... sweet pitter patter,
of at play -
is such a sound
on a gloomy day.

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

Maybe feeding my dog,
or with my little cat.
But yearning,
and wonderin' where at.

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

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

Sometimes be classics,
lullabies;
But mostly rock n'
- that surely improvise.

And with my guitar,
be just strummin' away
and goodbye,
to beautiful day.

A of my angel,
That I love of all -
I'll painted from a snapshot
onto my wall.

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

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

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

Finally my house,
I will it complete.
And take up a smoke,
Sitting by the sill.

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

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

That all of my travels,
I have missed somewhere -
A place that I 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,
would be but a
to the one
that I so dear.