Luyện nghe bài hát The Third Invention

(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

(Angels) he worked
At his invention
Taking the
Of one who is

his way
To a cleaner
Of it was
He across

All for the
Of a possible
He himself
a technical hope

For the sake of his
We came to the
He put on his
And he walked the smoke

All for the
Of an interested
to him
On a flicker of

tourist of beauty
In full
to fall
In love a ghost

And was his ghost
his third invention
The claim
To the highest

And now it was
His invention
Ready to
In with the world

And he falls
And she forward
The eye of his
them both

And she in the arms
Of his invention
And in his room
He commences the

This is the
Of the highest
An
Ode to the

O deep in
O full
He's lost to the
lost to the third.