Luyện nghe bài hát Song for John

On a windy day, go on flying.
There may be no to rest on,
may be no clouds to ride.
But have our wings and the wind will be with us,
enough for me,
That's for me.

On a windy day, we flying.
There was no sea to on,
There no hills to glide.
We saw an bottle rolling down the street
And on a stand at the corner of the street,
Wrinkled piled up like grapefruits.