Luyện nghe bài hát Souvenirs

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

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

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

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

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