Luyện nghe bài hát My Dream

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

I yet to see any
that would with the style -
Of the that I dream of;
That I'll build a while.

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

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

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

Maybe feeding my dog,
or playing with my cat.
But yearning,
and wonderin' where at.

But when the meadow is
by that old sinking
And the roses are
for the dew to come;

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

Sometimes be classics,
sometimes
But mostly rock n'
- that surely improvise.

And with my guitar,
I'll be just away
and goodbye,
to another day.

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

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

You know, I deny
- but it me so sad,
When I think that lost
All I could have had.

It was for her -
And I guess I, I
she measured my love -
and then me to go.

Then my house,
I will it complete.
And I'll up a smoke,
Sitting by the sill.

And I'll read my books
I'll have in my bachelors nest;
While the sun drooping
- in the west.

And I'll feel gold,
warm light on my
And then I'll start
to far off place.

through all of my travels,
I must missed somewhere -
A place that I might
my someday.

And I'll leave all that I
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.