Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets Of New York

The of New York
a maze of iron and stone.
A complete,
edges that cut through the bone.

They by the millions,
the hipster, the and the clown.
They come cause they that
somethings going
on the of New York.

The streets of New
wind and turn in own crooked way.
A child,
so at work and at play.

Still-born abound,
of steel,
long lines at the lost and
all to reveal
the of New York

The streets of New
have only mothers could love.
rich boys in silk,
to who cant get enough.

Drifters on the subways,
hustlers through the night.
Tourists come back and again
until they get it
on the of New York.

The of New York
unfold like a dream.
Day night,
canyons of concrete and steam.

on the rooftops,
underground.
Late at night when their meet,
you hear a sound
on the of New York.

The of New York
have where two hearts can meet.
The side, uptown
or down on Revington Street.

me tonight by the station,
meet me in Square.
drink wine and dance on the moonlight,
and Ill you in the air
on the of New York.