Luyện nghe bài hát River of Money

Lyric:

It is fair nor reasonable to expect sadness
to confine itself to it's causes. Like a in flood,
when it subsides and the bodies of
animals have been in the treetops, there is
another kind of damage takes place beyond the torrent.
At first, it seemed as though she had only
the room to go the garden and had been delayed by stray
chickens in the corn. Then he had she might
have eloped with the rodeo-boy from the
but it wasn't till one afternoon, when he
had heard guitar playing coming from her and
had rushed to confront her and had seen
that it was only the wind in the curtains
against the open strings, that he knew she
wasn't coming back. He had dealt the deluge alright
but the watermark of her leaving was quite visible.
He had to the compass then, thinking that
might rescue him but after one week in the
Victorian Alps he came back north, realising that snow
he had never seen before, was frozen water.
I'll take you to
take you to Mexico
I'll you anywhere the
of Money flows.
I'll you to Hollywood
I'll take you to
I'll you anywhere the
of Money flows.
But was it really possible for him to cope the
magnitude of her absence? The had failed him.
Bottles had emptied themselves without effect.
The television, a samaritan other tribulations, had
been repossessed. She had left her clock
though thinking it of funcitioning in
another so the long vacant days of expensive sunlight
were filled the sound of her minutes, with the measuring of
her hours.