Luyện nghe bài hát The Crowd

Lord unchain my
let me inside the crowded trams
let me among the traffic jams
we're going to
on the St sands

Lord unbind my
let me mingle with the people we meet
rising up into the street
unbind my

'The apparition of faces in the crowd;
on a wet black bough'
Ezra Pound found the
our houses are
but life is not angular
so when things start to

rain still falls on the of power
new babies being born hour
and the eagle watch on the old
clock
me. . .

On the train I refrain from sitting
and shoulders bowed
they told me time is of the
no wandering
but I saw a pretty girl
whos features out in the crowd
went ten minutes past my waiting for
her to look
I'm just another clown kicking in
town
cooling out, watching the
go round
so if you ever have the
and you to go drink some wine
I'd rather greet you a smile
than you with a frown. . .

Lord my hands
let me sing inside the crowded
let me among the traffic jams
we're to sleep
on the St sands

Lord unbind my
let me with the good people
we
rising up into the street
unbind my