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

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