Luyện nghe bài hát White Room

In the white room with black near the station.
country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawn-light on you leaving, my contentment.

I'll wait in this place where the sun shines;
Wait in place where the shadows run from themselves.

You said no strings could you at the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, windows.
I into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need beginning.

I'll wait in the queue the trains come back;
Lie you where the shadows run from themselves.

At the she was kindness in the hard crowd.
for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tigers in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.

I'll sleep in place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run themselves.