Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

When I my home,
That I shall some day;
It'll be I want it
Oh - and I mean that in way.

I yet to see any
that would cope with the -
Of the house that I of;
I'll build after a while.

The of it will have peak lines,
and contours dip;
and shadowy eaves,
where the raindrops can drip.

... That pitter patter,
of raindrops at -
is such a beautiful
on a gloomy day.

You know, the wind is high,
And the gods race,
and I'll be up
by my fire-place.

Maybe feeding my dog,
or with my little cat.
But yearning,
and where you're at.

But the meadow is shadowed
by that old sinking
And the are bowing
for the dew to come;

At my old piano,
pure ivory keys,
I'll just plunk out some
of I please.

Sometimes be classics,
lullabies;
But mostly rock n'
- I'll surely improvise.

And my favourite guitar,
I'll be strummin' away
and goodbye,
to beautiful day.

A of my angel,
That I love of all -
I'll have from a snapshot
my bedroom wall.

Where the suns rays,
and the cold beam
Will her reflection,
as I lay and dream.

You know, I can't
- but it me so sad,
I think that I've lost
All that I have had.

It was for her -
And I I, I know;
That she measured my -
and then me to go.

Then my house,
I have it complete.
And take up a smoke,
Sitting by the sill.

And I'll read my many
that I'll have in my nest;
While the sun goes
- in the west.

And feel that gold,
light on my face;
And then I'll trippin'
to far off place.

through all of my travels,
I have missed somewhere -
A that I might find
my someday.

And I'll leave all I have
to the gods, up
and go my life searching
for the angel, I love.

For all of my dreams,
be but a souvenir;
to the one
that I so dear.