Luyện nghe bài hát Rotterdam

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

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

Took a walk in Rotterdam, spoke and wheel.
And a few unnerving riders, or insane.
And the rest, victims of fashion, we're all to blame.
Found myself a bar stool, and 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 my eyes and see her westward bound.

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

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