Luyện nghe bài hát The Actor

The leaves the stage with a rose in his hand
He settles in the back seat his are like fine sand
Driven through the rain swept casting a melancholy stare
two enraptured loves kissing without a care

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

in the airless twenties
An estate well filled dust
In the evening reading
mightily with some false lust
But a kiss was what we
On but friendly ground

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

Broken hearted in the loveless
Where a wink was like an
Making love on Fridays
From across some foggy
But a kiss was we found
On but friendly ground

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

Untied in the twenties
With a hand held in my
Bearing my heart to the spires
Of this quiet and ancient
For a was what we found
On damp but ground