🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Year Of The Cat - Al Stewart

  a morning from a Bogart movie
 In a country where they turn back 
 You go strolling through the  like Peter Lorre
 Contemplating  crime
 
 She comes out of the sun  a silk dress running
  a watercolor in the rain
 Don't  asking for explanations
 She'll just tell you  she came
 
  the year of the cat
 
 She doesn't give you  for questions
  she locks up your arm in hers
 And you follow till your sense  which direction
 Completely disappears
 
 By  blue tiled walls near the market stalls
 There's a  door she leads you to
 These days, she says, "I feel my 
 Just  a river running through"
 
 The  of the cat
 
 Why she  at you so coolly?
 And her eyes shine like the  in the sea
 She comes in incense  patchouli
  you take her, to find what's waiting inside
 
 The year of the 
 
 Well  comes and you're still with her
  the bus and the tourists are gone
 And you've thrown away your choice  lost your ticket
 So  have to stay on
 
 But the drumbeat strains of  night remain
 In the rhythm  the new-born day
 You know sometime you're bound to  her
 But for  you're going to stay
 
 In  year of the cat
  of the cat