Luyện nghe bài hát Old Friends

Old friends, old friends sat on their like bookends
A newspaper blowin' the grass
Falls on the toes of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, companions, the old men
Lost in overcoats, waiting for the sun
The sounds of the city sifting through
Settles like dust on the of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a quietly
How strange to be seventy
Old friends, brushes the same years, silently sharing the same fears.

Time it was and what a it was it was...
A time of innocence a of confidences
Long ago it be, I have a photograph preserve your memories
all that's left of you.