Luyện nghe bài hát The Actor

The actor leaves the with a rose in his hand
He in the back seat his thoughts are like fine sand
through the rain swept streets casting a melancholy stare
Upon two enraptured loves kissing without a

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

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

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

Broken hearted in the loveless
a wink was like an embrace
Making love on Fridays
From across some space
But a was what we found
On damp but friendly

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

Untied in the breezy
a hand held in my arms
Bearing my heart to the hallowed
Of this and ancient land
For a was what we found
On damp but ground