Luyện nghe bài hát Souvenirs

Here is a poem that my sent down
Some morning while I was
on the back of a leaf that she found
Somewhere Monterey

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

And down in the canyon, the smoke to rise
It rides on the wind till it reaches your
When with the past
The strongest man cries,

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

And here is a sunrise to set on your
The ghosts of the dawn moving
pass through your sorrow
And leave you quite still, sitting souvenirs