Luyện nghe bài hát The Priest

The sat in the airport bar
He was his father's tie
And his looked into my eyes so far
Whenever the ran dry
Behind the lash and the blue
He looked as only a can, through
And his eyes said me and his said you
And my said, let us try

He said, "You like it here
No it's no place you should
The is ripped with hurricanes
And the is always bare
I need the wind and I the cold"
He reached post the wine for my hand to
And he saw me and he saw me old
And he saw me there

Then he took his out
And he them on my brow
So words was I then to doubt
When choosing to vow
Should I choose them all-should I them mine
The sermons, the and the valentines
And he asked for truth and he for time
And he asked for now
Now the are trumpet scored
Oh we pass the test
Or as one loves more and more
Will one love and less
Oh come let's run from ring we're in
Where the clap and the Germans grin
Saying let them lose, crying let win
Oh make them confess