Luyện nghe bài hát Roses Blue

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

She's gotten to mysterious
She's to the Zodiac and the Zen
She's gotten Tarot cards and potions
She's her religion on her friends
On her friends, on her

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

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

In sorrow she can you where she wants you
Inside your own self-pity, you swim
In down to drown, her voice still haunts you
And with your laughter, can you win
Can you win, can you win

You win the lasting with your laughter
It reaches like an arm before you
To win the solitary truth after
You dare not ask the priestess how to
How to think, how to

I think of tears, I think of on shingles
I think of rain, I of roses blue
I think of Rose, my 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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