Luyện nghe bài hát Porto

Well I dreamed that I was
Inside my hotel
the word these beautiful streets
poetry is born here
who knew these dreams inside my
would reach my seed sown
and hear things that seem so far away
they seem to be so

Is it wrong to love
is it to never hate
these things that you all so crooked
they seem to make me
hey son do you know where your coming
hey jack do you know that you ain't
hey boy do you where you wanna run
do you why you can't cry

You boy
worthless all the same
got too much
got too little
never thought see the day
the day come a man
now you
you that I am

you that I am (x2)

Doo doo doo doo doo...