Luyện nghe bài hát The Undeveloped Heart

My friend David me
The heart beats a dream
Down there at the railway
The are turning green

That black-robed Franciscan priest
Struts down to
his hat at all the North Americans
And dreams the of the argonauts

We know the truth of the heart
Poplars on the and Sunset Boulevard
The noise can drive a love asunder
Sometimes your can leave you under

We go climbing down myriad of stairs
off the heat and dust
Stetch our souls
To the wunderlust

At midnight in some strange
Black-burned and
Shiver inside our paper thin
And the silence that knows no

We know the truth of the undeveloped
Poplars on the Seinne and Boulevard
The that can drive a love asunder
Sometimes your can leave you under

The heart can be a lonely