Luyện nghe bài hát The Fortuneteller

I got into magic - but the magic got into me.
I'd been up in love, but afraid of being free.
Men... I don't them:
take you for all you got
And you howling at the moon
And thinking of... I don't what...
I do... thinking of that man...
Is he Is he thinking of me?
Does he still me?
I some answers - deep answers
So there I was, on the side of where the beggars sleep..
It was late - late.
But I she'd be open - gypsies love the night.
I that from a friend who once knew one.
Sure enough, her light was on and her was cracked;
The smell of made the night air cry out in desperation.
But I didn't care, I was for revelation,
So I walked in, and my way through a curtain of beads.
There must have been ten candles - but only one was lit.
I put money on the table
And she reached for a deck of and said: "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 really want to
your future holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather believe that do come true,
Than to out they can lie to you..."
She picked the money up from the table, and it in her blouse.
I said: "Wait a minute - I was expecting a bit more than that"
She said: "What do you want me to do? - Turn myself into a
I could, you know" - and I her...
Everything got quiet...
Man, I was scared - but I didn't it.

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