Luyện nghe bài hát Ninth Ave Reverie

You say you want to be buried beneath a mango
Where if in the northern you come back to life
You say you want your ashes mixed up with lover's salt
Where every night he'll eat a little more of you

You say you stop crying, it's just the power of the song
Riding on the bus again
And you say that you loved him but you just too young
You say why you still wait in the rain

You say a lot of

And you say that your daddy was a of sorts
But I saw him paint a thing
He kept the tins underneath his bed
And sniffed a different every night
And dreamed of a up in the sky
Where everyone's a painter they die

You say you like flying on aeroplanes
even seabirds must get lonely out there
You said you quitting after your next pack
And you said that I was beautiful
But for all the ladies in Beijing
I couldn't my drinking

And you say a lot of
You say a lot of
You say a lot of

You say you can't dreaming about your funeral day
Where all your long-time will be crying for you
And I'd be up the back a rose in my hand
And I'd to you in death what I could not in life