Luyện nghe bài hát Pianos & Clocks

Well, there, sweet to see you
Like your colour, how you
I've battered and bewildered
In the beauty of your

Flash, flash and I am
By the fact that you've born
Feels like life goes on
Brown are gone

is a virtue
I was so I agreed
Conversation forgotten
Is the hole I in me

And all our language and
Is by decree
The sound of song in the dawn
Brown are gone

Descended slowly on the of the cathedral
Where I you
Remembered lit with meaning I imposed
But escaped you

With your brown eyes and blue jeans
I the chiming of the clocks
out the shifting shuffling rhythm
Of your

Hit the road with my
Saw the city
We tossed and torn and tumbled
In your foreign streets

I felt so and forgotten
No one numbered neat
The son has shone, we still
eyes are gone

So then Senorita
played and set the tone
I was singing like a
To the tune of

I wish you and forgiveness
And a time that is own
Blue is the colour, mine's the
Brown are gone

Blue is the colour, mine's the
Brown are gone