Luyện nghe bài hát Rotterdam

Took a walk in Rotterdam, thinking her train.
All along the of memory, holding tide away.
And on the end of every corner i almost hear her sound.
went by in ecstasy, walking next to walls.
And the of the water, was the rails that she was on.
And the whistles blew far away, i felt she knew somehow.

For the train often rattles, the rails shaking ground.
I close my eyes and hear her now.

Took a walk in Rotterdam, spoke and wheel.
And a few riders, agile or insane.
And the rest, victims of fashion, lord all to blame.
myself a bar stool, and something on the rocks.
I was I could ride the sun, westward as it dropped.
And find her at the station, rolling a stop.

For the train often rattles, the rails shaking ground.
I close my and see her westward bound.

Well i'll keep that mind a wandering, of on the rails.
Slow rolling days, steel home.
Mile over gone in the blink of an eye...

For the train often rattles, the rails shaking ground.
I my eyes and see her westward bound...