Luyện nghe bài hát Souvenirs

Here is a poem that my lady sent
Some morning I was away
Wrote on the back of a that she found
Somewhere around

And here is the key to a house far
Where I to live as a child
tore down the building when I moved away
And left the key

And in the canyon, the smoke starts to rise
It on the wind till it reaches your eyes
When faced the past
The strongest man cries,

And in the canyon, the smoke starts to rise
It on the wind till it reaches your eyes
When faced with the
The strongest man cries,

And here is a to set on your sill
The ghosts of the moving near
They pass through sorrow
And leave you quite still, sitting among