Luyện nghe bài hát No Strings Attached

Now the curtain's fallen,
for no show on forever,
if the a stage - mine's empty.
upon it you'll tread never.
As the instruments lie silent in coffins made of wood,
I rest they'd say these words - If say these words they could;
happened to the songs - the music that we made,
and the joy we together as on me your fingers played?
Are chose symphonies - with our cases closed and latched'?
Dreams now dusty, old and rotten - empty (no strings attached).
the dying candle-light,
I sit forlorn, alone,
a space filled with laughter bright,
the my heart called home
Now the puppets are my company - but and straw can't speak;
though it by chance they came to life I'm certain they would "
"What am I without your tender -
the to hold and guide me,
purpose has a puppet with no puppeteer beside me?
I do not care I have no - my painted face is scratched.
but my wooden heart will shatter with no stings attached.

No mourners in this white-elephant's graveyard,
a of bloom upon my tomb - an absence of forget-me-nots.
For Romeo I understudied - this sepulchre and bloodied,
It's my resting place - amongst these "cloak-and-dagger' props.
Your kiss turns into frogs - and passion-plays to monologues.

Now and least - the minstrel-takes his bow upon the stage,
he's played a and played the prince- (but never acts his age).
And If for once not lost for words - l wonder he d say,
to win maiden, slay the dragon, keep dread foe at bay?

"Though I am not a wealthy man - my heart is and true,
and the riches that I have - the love I feel for you.
Now my life is robbed of
Iike a purse of that's snatched.
I spend my whole time dreaming -
living life no attached?"

No mourners in this white-elephant's graveyard,
a of bloom upon my tomb - an absence of forget-me-nots.
For Romeo I understudied - this dark and bloodied,
It's my resting place - amongst these "cloak-and-dagger' props.
Your turns princes into frogs - and passion-plays to monologues.