Luyện nghe bài hát Roses Blue

I of tears, I think of rain on shingles
I think of rain, I think of blue
I think of Rose, my begins to tremble
To see the she's lately gotten to
Gotten to, to

She's gotten to devotions
gotten to the Zodiac and the Zen
She's gotten into Tarot and potions
laying her religion on her friends
On her friends, on her

Friends who come to ask her for their
Friends who come to find they can't be
Because of signs and seasons that suit her
prophesy your death, she won't say when
Won't say when, won't say

When all the cards come you cannot barter
No, when all your are stacked you cannot win
shake her head and treat you like a martyr
It is her spell she puts you in
Puts you in, you in

In sorrow she can lure you she wants you
Inside your own self-pity, there you
In sinking down to drown, her voice haunts you
And only your laughter, can you win
Can you win, can you win

You win the lasting laurels your laughter
It reaches an arm before you sink
To win the truth you're after
You dare not ask the how to think
How to think, how to

I think of tears, I think of rain on
I think of rain, I of roses blue
I of Rose, my heart begins to tremble
To see the place she's gotten to
Gotten to, to

To, to, to
To, to, to
To, to, to
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