Luyện nghe bài hát Song For Duke

I didn't know the man
I know the man himself
Even though his filled my life
As it has so others

I knew that he had that week
After fighting death a year or
But I had, had a rule
That were a waste of flowers

But said, I had to go
To be a witness to his gift of
A man who never once gave up on
Until death him in his tracks

The people stood around the
Ten people there, they say, or more
Black and white, and poor
Together they there to say farewell

In New York it had rained that day
The streets were silver and the sky was
But in the church the soared and sang
And seemed to fill the air with sun

The man was a
He played the of our souls
He knew that we all in us
A place where beauty grows

Outside in the streets
The wandered through the falling rain
waved their hands and dried their tears
And turned to go about lives again

But none of us be the same
If we hear the things his music
That is the gift of life
And making music was his way of

The man was a
He the music of our souls
He knew we all have in us
A place where always grows