Luyện nghe bài hát Three flights up

On the first
On the first

On the floor there's a young girl reeling
Her body's and without feeling
As illusions dance on the ceiling
Now falling, now she's kneeling

It's almost she's bowed in prayer
A she's about to bear
She for help, but no one's there
On the first

On the first floor people the halls
But none can hear her calls
There is no sound beyond the
So to the telephone she

She telephones her friend
The one on she can depend
But the rings on without an end
Then rings no more on the first

There's a party on the second
And through the window you can see them all
laughing and they're dancing
Admiring the that's hanging on the wall

But in the bedroom where the coats are piled high
A silent, saddened lady thinks of what like to die
And as she on all the years she still has left to face
She wonders how she'll find someone to take his place

Then suddenly she's by the ringing of the phone
Oh, why do you ring now, just when I to be alone?
So she into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup
But the telephone stops ringing before she picks it up

My family was poor
So I hard to be secure
I one I had to wed
And not the one I loved

When I was young my blood ran
But we stayed for the child
Now three up, I'm all alone
My wife is dead, my is grown

My daughter leads a life
She's a failure as a wife
And she lives just one floor down
She calls or comes around

off the platform and onto the train
Look out window and into the rain
all the buildings that pass as you ride
And count all the that go on inside

And then ask if it must be this way
Should and doors and plaster ceilings
Separate us from each others'