Luyện nghe bài hát The Writer

The other side of the
An empty bottle lies
Purple are sure
Of white sheets to soak in

His are spread around
smell of perspiration
A half meal
Attracts the attention

Do I, do I, do I, do I hear the cries?
Do I, do I, do I, do I in his eyes?
Do I, do I, do I, do I if he dies?
Do I, do I, do I, do I?

Take a paper
And it over his head
up reception
And report him as

up the window
And him to light
it all away from me
No, that be right

A breeze
Has set the in motion
Brings just a hint of
the Atlantic Ocean

The church bell rings
Defies the march of
The senoritas you were
Too to notice

Do I, do I, do I, do I hear the man's
Do I, do I, do I, do I in his eyes?
Do I, do I, do I, do I care if he
Do I, do I, do I, do I?

Take a paper
And place it over his
Phone up
And report him as

Open up the
And him to light
Push it all away me
No, that be right