Luyện nghe bài hát Simple Pleasures

Blue like a stratos cloud, full of life and corner wine
I'll write my on a highway bus and kick the cans of
left behind
Feeling a cowboy, the sun down on my trail,
waiting for fairytale

That's the simple pleasures
start moving
all the hang-ups, that have control of me
Forgetting my confusion, I the shape I'm in
And I hope those simple pleasures will come again

My freelance style of living cuts a detour
the very, staunch
They all applaud the journey's end but few are even
to see the
from the cupboard of ulcer pills and booze
A ride through repetition I use

That's when the pleasures
start moving
Relaxing all the hang-ups, that have of me
Forgetting my confusion, I love the I'm in
And I hope those simple pleasures quickly come again

My happiness nothing,
to a former passerby
His artificial body, keeps reminding him to it one more try
World is setting records, others crawl too slow
but simple everywhere I go

That's when the simple
start moving
Relaxing all the hang-ups, that have of me
my confusion, I love the shape I'm in
And I hope those simple pleasures will quickly again