Luyện nghe bài hát Porto

Well I that I was Portuguese
Inside my room
the word upon beautiful streets
poetry is born here
who knew these dreams inside my
would reach my sown soul
and hear those things that so far away
they to be so near

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

You boy
your all the same
got too high
got too brain
thought you'd see the day
the day come a man
now you
you know I am

you know I am (x2)

Doo doo doo doo doo...