Luyện nghe bài hát Flickering Flame

When my conspire to direct my thoughts
from divorce and competitive sports
Back to the place all rivers run to the sea
I shall be free
Yes I shall be

On a see-saw in a strange
The jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's
And the played
And the plan what would be
On a back seat in a court
Sat Molly and Leopold Bloom
the police came down with a new broom
And swept them

Like
Quinn the Eskimo
Like the
And the Arapaho
Like Horse
I'll be the last one to lay my gun

On the open road in a bar
A up band plays a new tune
When the girls sing
I feel my boom
When a new hits the right note
When a clearing sky saves an old
When an insight the mote
From own eye

Geronimo
Like Quinn the
Like the
And like the
Like Crazy
I'll be the one to lay down my gun

Just out of
Beyond the next
I'll feel the of a flickering flame

On an African by a thorn tree
My old friend is waiting for me
Que cera,
What will be will be
When a friend dies and the tears
From that well that never runs dry
And the women their bracelets
And the men take whisky outside

In a pied-a-terre on the rue St
The red velvet curtain pulls to reveal
The place where the dark side the angel in me
The in me

When my pause in my quest for applause
When my ego lets go of my end of the
To focus instead on the love is precious to me
Then I shall be
I be free