Luyện nghe bài hát There She Goes

The wintergreen, the
The cornflower and the
All the you said to me
vibrating in the air
The elm, the ash and the tree
The dark and deep, sea
The trembling moon and the stars
she goes, my beautiful world

There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my world
There she goes, my beautiful
There she again

John penned his poetry
with the pox
Nabakov on index cards,
at a lectem, in his
St. of the Cross did his best stuff
in a box
And was half alive
when he Chinese Rocks

Well, me, I'm lying here, with nothing in my
Me, I'm lying here, with nothing in my
Me, I'm lying here, for seems years
I'm just lying on my bed nothing in my head

Send that on down to me
that stuff on down to me
Send that stuff on to me
that stuff on down to me

There she goes, my world
There she goes, my beautiful
she goes, my beautiful world
There she again

Karl squeezed his carbuncles
while writing Das
And Gaugin, he off, man,
and went all
While Larkin stuck it out
in a in Hull
And Dylan Thomas drunk in
St. hospital

I will kneel at feet
I will lie at door
I will rock you to
I roll on the floor
And ask for nothing
Nothing in this
ask for nothing
Give me life

I just to move the world
I just to move the world
I just want to move the
I just want to

There she goes, my world
There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my beautiful
she goes again

So if you got a trumpet, get on feet,
brother, and it
If you've got a field, that yield,
get up and hoe it
I look at you and you at me and
in our hearts know it
That you much of a muse,
but I weren't much of a poet

I will be slave
I will you grapes
Up on your
With your and apes
With book of ideas
your alchemy
O on
Send that on down to me

that stuff on down to me
Send that on down to me
Send stuff on down to me
Send stuff on down to me
Send it all the world
here she comes, my beautiful girl

There she goes, my world
There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes