Luyện nghe bài hát The Undeveloped Heart

My friend told me
The beats like a dream
Down at the railway station
The Lights are turning

little black-robed Franciscan priest
Struts down to
Tips his hat at all the North
And the dream of the argonauts

We know the truth of the heart
on the Seinne and Sunset Boulevard
The noise that can drive a love
Sometimes your dreams can you under

We go down myriad flights of stairs
off the heat and dust
Stetch our souls
To cover the

At midnight in strange city
and medieval
Shiver our paper thin raincoats
And the silence knows no evil

We know the of the undeveloped heart
Poplars on the Seinne and Sunset
The noise that can drive a love
Sometimes your dreams can you under

The heart can be a hunter