Luyện nghe bài hát Topanga

Patchwork curtains; tweed and rose...
A blowing stained glass, by you
A rooster crows, a and a mew far off away,
Cats out to see the day.

There they are the hills, the sun between
It's up to me,
Oh, coming up to me
they are the hills, Topanga waking up
Waking up, up to me.

Face behind me, looking a screen
sunrise, song by you,
Patchwork mornings of our lives,
And you are,
us our day in color.

Rocks and trees and
Topanga out
It's out to me
Oh, it's out to me
And they are the hills, Topanga waking up
up, waking up to me.

Patchwork curtains, of our lives
And there you are, getting up
us our day in color

Oh, rocks and and streams
reaching out
It's out to me,
Oh, reaching out to me
And they are the hills
waking up
Waking up, up to me.