Luyện nghe bài hát The Fortuneteller

I never got into magic - but the got into me.
I'd been up in love, but afraid of being free.
Men... I don't understand
They you for all you got
And leave you at the moon
And of... I don't know what...
Yeah I do... thinking of man...
Is he Is he thinking of me?
Does he still me?
I needed some answers - deep
So there I was, on the of town where the beggars sleep..
It was - real late.
But I knew she'd be open - love the night.
I heard that from a friend who knew one.
Sure enough, her light was on and her was cracked;
The of incense made the night air cry out in desperation.
But I care, I was looking for revelation,
So I in, and made my way through a curtain of beads.
There must have been ten thousand - but only one was lit.
I put some on the table
And she reached for a deck of cards and "Sit."
She me to look in her eyes..
I did... but I also my eye on that deck
She at a card... and then she said:
"I can see that you don't want to know
your future holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather believe dreams do come true,
to find out they can lie to you..."
She picked the money up the table, and stuffed it in her blouse.
I said: "Wait a minute - I was expecting a little bit than that"
She said: "What do you me to do? - Turn myself into a cat?
I could, you know" - and I her...
got deadly quiet...
Man, I was - but I didn't show it.

Then she the silence... "Why are your palms sweating, child?"
God - woman was good!
I asked her to read my palm - she
"All right, but it'll cost you fifty
And I'm going to bed - gypsies hate the night...
Gimme hand - I'm gonna read between the lines."
"I can see that you don't really want to
What future holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather that dreams do come true,
Than to he might be leaving you."
She "I can see that you don't really want to know
What your holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather believe dreams do come true -
So does the man followed you."