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

  may be the face I can't forget
 The  of pleasure or regret
 Maybe my treasure or  price I have to pay
 She may be the song that summer 
 May  the chill that autumn brings
 May be  hundred different things
 Within  measure of a day
 
 She may be the beauty or  beast
 May be  famine or the feast
 May turn  day into a Heaven or a Hell
 She may be  mirror of my dreams
  smile reflected in a stream
 She may not be what she  seem
  her shell....
 
 She, who always seems so happy in  crowd
 Whose eyes can be so private  so proud
 No one's allowed to see  when they cry
 She maybe the love that cannot hope to 
 May come to me from shadows in  past
 That  remember 'till the day I die
 
 She maybe  reason I survive
 The why and  I'm alive
 The one I care for through the  and ready years
 
 Me, I'll take the laughter  her tears
 And make them  my souvenirs
 For where she  I've got to be
 The  of my life is
 She....She
 Oh, she....