Luyện nghe bài hát The Lovers

Up from the pastures of
Out the sea of discontent
They in packs like hungry hounds
The seekers of the enchantment

They haunt the boulevards and
They pray to wells and stars
They ride the hurricane of
Not back but on they go

Toward the distance and
And all the they keep believing
they are special and apart
The lovers, the of the heart, the lovers

And they pair off two by two
feel they are the chosen few
And though their are made of straw
They feel like in the night

And so the is never ending
It's made of and pretending
That they're special and
The lovers, the lovers of the heart, the

And when love goes
And when goes, goodbye

And it in their throats like cotton
And it rises in their hearts like
The good times are all forgotten
The begins again

search the subways and the streets
Their faces tired their feet
Their aching to be warm
And so they hide the moon

Their inside them growing
But they take comfort in knowing
That they are and apart
The lovers, the lovers of the heart, the

And when love comes again and love comes
Hello, it rises from throats like singing

And it up from their hearts like wind
The good
in their arms are bringing
Makes all right again

They their faces to the light
No longer in the night
So and unafraid
That they can each other's faults

And though the will have its ending
There is no harm in pretending
That are special and apart
The lovers, the of the heart, the lovers