Luyện nghe bài hát Rhododendron

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

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

He said "Linus put that blanket
You've slammed door too many times"
He said "Linus put blanket down
The won't wait"

Boy, what you do with your life?

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

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

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

Boy, what you gonna do your life?

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

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

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

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

Drunk again in the