🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: She (Notting Hill OST) - Elvis Costello

 She may be the face I can't 
 The  of pleasure or regret
  my treasure or the price I have to pay
 She may  the song that summer sings
 May be the chill that autumn 
 May be a hundred  things
  the measure of a day
 
 She may  the beauty or the beast
 May be the famine  the feast
 May turn each day into a Heaven or a 
  may be the mirror of my dreams
  smile reflected in a stream
 She may not be what she  seem
 Inside  shell....
 
 She, who  seems so happy in a crowd
 Whose eyes can be so private  so proud
  one's allowed to see them when they cry
 She maybe the  that cannot hope to last
 May come to me from shadows in  past
 That I remember 'till the day  die
 
 She maybe the reason  survive
 The why and wherefore I'm 
 The one I care for through the  and ready years
 
 Me, I'll take  laughter and her tears
 And make them all  souvenirs
 For where she  I've got to be
 The meaning of my life 
 She....She
 Oh, she....