Luyện nghe bài hát No 27

I've high, and i've been down
My in the clouds and my hands in the ground
In the arms of a woman, I my way home
In the arms of a woman, I had lost

When I'm so lost that this losing feel like
I you'll be by me then
When I'm so lost that losing feel like dying
I you'll be by me then

As a young man, I was
Of my life, what I make?
Cause I would make love, but what I hate?
What bittersweet road will I to the grave?

And if I'm old 'til this has me dying
I hope you'll be by me
Oh 'cause if I'm old 'til this has me dying
I you'll be by me then
I you'll be by me then

I'm sick of you, and I'm of me
I'm sick of war, and I'm sick of
I'm of sound like I'm sick of silence
I'll grow of the darkness 'til I'm sick of the light

Well I'm so sick that this sickness has me
I you'll be by me then
Oh, when I'm so that this sickness has me dying
I you'll be by me then
I hope you'll be by me

Once, as a boy, I saw happened
I saw them beat him down to the cold, cold
I them big boys beat that man down
I was too weak to make a

When I'm so weak that this weakness feels like
I you'll be by me then
When I'm so weak that weakness feels like dying
I you'll be by me then

When I'm old this oldness feels like dying
I you'll be by me then

So I will as I see fit
There be those who will not like it
But in the arms of a woman, I found my way
So to the of a woman, I will go

And if I'm old 'til this has me dying
I hope be by me then