Luyện nghe bài hát Rhododendron

On the hottest night of the
in a patch of rouge rhododendrons

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

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

Boy, you gonna do with your life?

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

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

Waiting so for your wrists to get thick
Waiting so long for the next great
So many questions, so to say
You don't need weights

Boy, what you do with your life?

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

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

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

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

Drunk in the rhododendrons