Luyện nghe bài hát The Singer

As I walk narrow streets
Where a million passin feet have before me
With my guitar in my
Suddenly I realize knows me

Where yesterday the
Screamed and my name out for a song
Today the are empty
And the crowds have all home

I pass a houses
But there is no that I belong
All I to give you
Was song after song song

All the truths I to tell you
Were as to you as the moon
Born 200 years too
And 200 too soon

I'm a of this age
into the pages of your book
And I am but dust and clay
And all the children stop to a look

Will marvel at the miracles I did perform
And the heights I did
Or they tear out the pages of the book
To light a

With the rain on my
There is no place I belong
Did you forget this singer so soon?
And did you my song?