Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrong Road

A trader in living in exile
Boy, a kook, look at that passport
Stale bread and paper without
If you here learn the language

When the rain hit the
the sound of a finished kiss
Like a lip lifted a lip
I took the wrong 'round

A in a lighthouse near the park
The ghosts in the next room you cough
drags on Sundays spent in Mayfair
With all riches, why aren't you there?

Well, the wind like a magnet
And pulls the leaf from the
And the town's its breath
I took the road 'round

Handsome is good, is better
What was that phrase, grace under
Blind by the bulb, blood to the bank
Lost all yours letters when the ship

In the disjointed light
The soft blue approach of the
Makes a sound you forget
I took the road 'round

Stranded at low-tide where the river
Wouldn't you know it? how life ends
at cards, that's an old lie
Lucky in love, that's how life

Well, the turncoats around
When they heard the of the bell
Dropped coins into the well
I took the wrong road

Started out Oliver, up Fagin
Don't you worry, it's my
What's my name, my number?
I'm the one

It's at the end of the day
When the light its slow move away
That I all I can say is
I took the road 'round

Gambled with risk, you back with risk
So now you who your friends are
They'll steel your shadow when your turned
Bouquets of flowers, lesson's

the rain hit the roof
With the sound of a kiss
a lip lifted from a lip
And I took the wrong road