Luyện nghe bài hát The Actor

The actor leaves the stage a rose in his hand
He settles in the back seat his thoughts are like sand
Driven through the swept streets casting a melancholy stare
Upon two loves kissing without a care

The dreams of an actor spill by
Like the thoughts of a or the casting of a die
Talking to gay fellows of the on which they perch
He saw a lovely lady the arches of a church

Cigarettes in the airless
An well filled with dust
In the evening reading
Eating mightily with false lust
But a kiss was we found
On but friendly ground

The lady wore no makeup but she stood like a
body of a dancer her dress was quietly torn
Her eyes his distant heart that lingered in the ram
But his friends caught his iron gaze and carried it again

Broken hearted in the twenties
Where a wink was an embrace
love on blue Fridays
From some foggy space
But a kiss was what we
On damp but ground

Tea was a mirror a reflection never there
His thoughts upon that ring of love burned upon her stare
Her her lips her chin her grace the rain upon her hair
Thus it gripped his white gloved can anyone be so fair

in the breezy twenties
With a hand held in my
Bearing my to the hallowed spires
Of this quiet and land
For a kiss was what we
On damp but ground