Luyện nghe bài hát There She Goes

The wintergreen, the
The and the chicory
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
There she goes, my world

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

John Willmot his poetry
riddled the pox
wrote on index cards,
at a lectem, in his
St. of the Cross did his best stuff
in a box
And JohnnyThunders was half
he wrote Chinese Rocks

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

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

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

Karl Marx his carbuncles
while Das Kapital
And Gaugin, he off, man,
and went all
Philip Larkin stuck it out
in a library in
And Dylan Thomas died in
St. Vincent's

I will at your feet
I will lie at door
I rock you to sleep
I will on the floor
And ask for nothing
Nothing in life
I'll ask for
Give me life

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

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

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 then I weren't much of a

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

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

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