Luyện nghe bài hát Part Of Me

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

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

And all at once it to me
And I wrote in 'til four-thirty
But that light
It burns out the night
In spite of all the time we spend on it
On one bedraggled ghost of a
While outside the boars root
Without bending a underfoot
Oh it my heart
I don't know how do it
So ask me

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