Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Back to The Night

High above the of a summer New York street
An out-of-work musician plays a saxophone
a preacher and a teacher
And he up all alone

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

And they look from such a
That somehow it's all
They're talking back to the
all that they can do
Talking back to the
how they make it through

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

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

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

And they from such a height
That somehow all right
They're talking back to the
It's all that can do
Talking back to the
It's how they it through

If you listen you can hear
Their voices draw you them
talking back to the night for you

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

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

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