Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind Cries Mary

After all the jacks are in their
And the have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on the street
dressed in red
And the wispers mary
A is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of life
Somewhere a is weeping
Somewhere a king has no
And the wispers mary

The lights turn blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down, on my bed
The tiny island downstream
'cause the life lived is, is dead
And the wind screams
And the cries mary

Will the ever remember
The names it has in the past
With it's crutch, it's old age, and it's
It whispers "no, this be the last"
And the wind cries
And the wind mary