Luyện nghe bài hát Roses Blue

I think of tears, I of rain on shingles
I think of rain, I think of blue
I think of Rose, my heart to tremble
To see the place lately gotten to
Gotten to, to

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

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

all the black cards come you cannot barter
No, when all your are stacked you cannot win
She'll shake her 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 she wants you
your own self-pity, there you swim
In sinking down to drown, her still haunts you
And only with 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 you're after
You not ask the priestess how to think
How to think, how to

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

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