Luyện nghe bài hát The Actor

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

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

Cigarettes in the airless
An estate well filled dust
In the reading Swinburne
Eating mightily some false lust
But a kiss was what we
On damp but ground

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

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

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

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