Luyện nghe bài hát Ninth Ave Reverie

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

You say you can't stop crying, it's the power of the song
Riding on the midnight bus
And you say that you him but you were just too young
You say that's why you still in the rain

You say a lot of

And you say that your daddy was a of sorts
But I never saw him a thing
He just kept the tins his bed
And sniffed a different colour 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 were after your next pack
And you said that I was beautiful
But for all the ladies in Beijing
I couldn't stop my

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

You say you stop dreaming about your funeral day
all your long-time friends will be crying for you
And I'd be up the with a rose in my hand
And I'd give to you in death I could not in life