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

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