Luyện nghe bài hát The Crowd

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

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

'The apparition of these in the crowd;
petals on a wet bough'
Ezra Pound the formula
our houses are
but life is not angular
so when things to strangular

rain still falls on the halls of
new babies born every hour
and the keeps watch on the old
tower
me. . .

On the train I refrain from with
head and shoulders
they me time is of the essence
no wandering
but then I saw a girl
features stood out in the crowd
went ten minutes my stop waiting for
her to look
I'm just clown kicking around in
town
cooling out, watching the
go round
so if you have the time
and you to go drink some wine
I'd rather you with a smile
than you with a frown. . .

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

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