Luyện nghe bài hát Roses Blue

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

She's gotten to mysterious
gotten to the Zodiac and the Zen
She's gotten Tarot cards 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 can't be friends
of signs and seasons that don't suit her
She'll your death, she won't say when
Won't say when, won't say

When all the black cards you cannot barter
No, when all your stars are you cannot win
She'll her head and treat you like a martyr
It is her blackest she puts you in
you in, puts you in

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

You win the lasting laurels with 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 on shingles
I think of rain, I think of blue
I of Rose, my heart begins to tremble
To see the place she's lately to
Gotten to, to

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