Luyện nghe bài hát Soft Touch

There's a shirt swapped for a thin blue tie
There's a black truth swapped for a thin lie
There's a slim man sporting a cut dream
There's a man courting a wide extreme

a fly-blown flag in a dry-bone town
There will be no because they've all gone down
There's a man with a medal but he'll sleep
There are guns in his head, they say no war was

There are heaped up dreams on the mounds of
There are moped up tears as the drag
There's a suitcase gone and there's an drawer
There's a broken cup on the floor

There are asked in the house tonight
There's a been involved in a pillow fight
There's a there who she hardly knows
a patched up dream for a winter rose
There's a soft touch finally to blows