Luyện nghe bài hát Wind Cries Mary

After all the jacks are in boxes,
And the have all gone to bed,
You can hear happiness staggering on the street,
Footprints in red.

And the whispers Mary.

A broom is sweeping
Up the pieces of yesterday's life.
a Queen is weeping,
Somewhere a has no wife.

And the cries Mary.

The lights turn blue tomorrow
Shine emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags
'Cos the life they lived is dead.

And the wind Mary.

Oh oh

Will the wind remember
The names it has in the past
With crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers, "No, will be the last."

And the cries Mary.