Luyện nghe bài hát Rhododendron

On the night of the year
Lying in a of rouge rhododendrons

A bottle of under my arm
to count a sky full of stars
I of order, I dream of fleets
Of in aquamarine

He "Linus put that blanket down
You've slammed your door too times"
He "Linus put that blanket down
The world wait"

Boy, what you gonna do your life?

When I was your age, I was fleets
When I was age, I was soaked in victory

And now you can't a job and you can't keep a wife
a horrible mess you're gonna make of your life
Watched way too American films
To be Wayne, Brando or James Dean

Waiting so long for your wrists to get
Waiting so long for the next party
So questions, so little to say
You don't need these

Boy, what you gonna do with life?

So you to be an artist, want to be a singer
to be remembered for what you could create

So you to be a cowboy, ride into the distance
Never have to listen or answer to

So you to be a boxer, surviving on your instincts
Relying on fists and the quickness of your wit

Are you than these buildings and the grey around you?
Is pain more worthy than everybody else?

Drunk in the rhododendrons