Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Back to The Night

High above the of a summer New York street
An out-of-work plays a solo saxophone
He's a and a teacher
And he stands up all

in the dark of a vision in the park
A in his madness tries to find another line
And he's and he's using
And he says he's fine

And they look from a height
That somehow all right
talking back to the night
It's all that can do
Talking to the night
It's how they make it

If you listen you can hear
Their voices draw you them
They're back to the night for you

Something seems to take dime the man can make
His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to
And he's trying to make it
And trying not to burn

Woman never minds, pulls the shade and the blinds
She takes him in the darkness the loneliest can feed
She him all she has to
And it's no more than he

And they look from a height
That somehow it's all
They're back to the night
It's all they can do
Talking back to the
It's how make it through

If you listen you can them
voices draw you near them
They're back to the night for you

And look from such a height
That it's all right
back to the night
It's all they can do
They're back to the night
It's how they it through

Talking to the night
They're back to the night
Talking back to the
Talking back to the

back to the night
Talking to the night
Talking back to the