Luyện nghe bài hát Peter

You're the essence of a story I heard I was younger,
about a boy who upon the night, ravenous hunger.
He hungered for youth, he wanna know the truth.
He thirsted for fun, but his could hold no one.

And what story has never told is the real-life, real-world end.
He got and his nights got colder when he had to leave his Neverland.
And his love wore a thorny crown, with a thorn for each day he was not around.
When he returned with a heart that yearned for her, she not be found.

So up, Peter. Grow up, Peter.

So you wanna fly? You won't even try to mend my strings?
Just wanna Throw it all away? It all meant nothing?
Well, you're crazy to run out on that you love.
Should I tell you the tale of that flighty, male?

What that has never told is the real-life, real-world end.
He got older and his nights got colder when he had to his Neverland.
And his true love wore a thorny crown, a thorn for each day he was not around.
When he with a heart that yearned for her, she could not be found.

up, Peter. Grow up, Peter.

Wake up, Peter. Wake up, wake up, up. Wake up, Peter.

What that has never told shall unfold.