Luyện nghe bài hát Part Of Me

Oh, where is your writ
Your text that inside a light be lit
Our music deserving unswerving
Cry "Do I deserve her?" with fervor
Well, no we do not if we cannot get it
and dylan.

But what's it mean when suddenly spent, tell me true
Ambition came and reared its head and went far you
mollusks have weddings, though solemn and leaden
But you dirge for the dead and take no jam on bread
Just a supper of salt and a waltz through your bed

And all at once it to me
And I wrote in hunch 'til
But vestal light
It out with the night
In spite of all the time that we on it
On one bedraggled ghost of a
While outside the wild boars
Without bending a bough
Oh it breaks my
I don't how they do it
So ask me

And as for my inflammatory
Well, I it and I was not inflamed one bit
from the master derailed that disaster
He said "Hand that pen to me, poetaster!"
While the great plains keening lovely and awful
Ululate the Great American Novels
An unlawful lot left to and freeze, floodlit
But at least they didn't run, to undying credit