Luyện nghe bài hát Nathan La Franeer

I hired a coach to me from confusion to the plane
And we shared a common space I know I'll never meet again
The driver with his eyebrows furrowed in the mirror
I read his name and it was plainly written La Franeer

I asked him he hurry
But we the canyons slowly
Through the buyers and the
Through the burglar bells and the wells
With gangs and girly
The ghostly garden

The cars and bustled through the bedlam of the day
I through window-glass at streets and Nathan grumbled at the gray
I saw an aging selling Superman balloons
The grated through chrome-plate, the clock struck slowly half-past-noon

the tunnel tiled and turning
Into daylight once I am escaping
Once goodbye
To and dirty trees
With parks and clothes
The ghostly grows

He me for a dollar more, he cursed me to my face
He hated who paid to ride and share his common space
I picked my up from the curb and stumbled to the door
Another man out his hand, another hand reached out for more

And I filled it of silver
And I the fingers counting
And the sky goes on
Without meter maids and parades
You feed it all woes
The ghostly garden
You feed it all your
The ghostly grows