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

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