Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Of London

Have you the old man, in the closed-down market
kicking up the papers, his worn-out shoes?
In his eyes you'd see no pride, held loosely by his side
yesterday's papers, yesterday's news

So how can you tell me, lonely
and say for you the sun shine?
Let me you by the hand,
and lead you through the of London
I'll you something, to make you change your mind.

Have you the old girl, who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair, and her clothes in
no time for talking, she just keeps right on walking.
Carrying her home, in two bags.

In the all-night cafe, at a quarter past
Same old man there, on his own.
Looking at the world, the rim of his tea-cup.
Each tea lasts an hour, then he wanders alone.

Have you seen the old man outside the Mission
Memory fading with the ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city, the rain a little pity,
For one more forgotten hero, and a world doesn't care.