Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

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

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

The of it will have peak lines,
and contours that
and form eaves,
where the little can drip.

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

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

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

But when the meadow is
by old sinking sun;
And the roses are
for the dew to come;

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

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

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

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

the suns 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,
When I think I've lost
All that I could 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
I'll have in my bachelors nest;
While the sun goes
- in the west.

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

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

And I'll leave all that I
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.