Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And with my guitar,
I'll be just away
and goodbye,
to another day.

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

Where the suns rays,
and the cold beam
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 I could have had.

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

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

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

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

That all of my travels,
I must have somewhere -
A place I might find
my someday.

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

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