Luyện nghe bài hát 1921

I'm of being reasonable
I'm tired of for
Some sign of the old
To wash up on the

In the afternoon
Behind the buildings a moon
Watched us look for a room that
But we not find a room

The key to you ever we met
Is you don't any doors
I'm climbing up those stony
My shoes on the wet floor

Now she's in the shower, I hear the creaking,
groaning like the traffic
She comes down and next to me
My was open wide

Your picture is a
The portrait's done
I know how it got here
But I know it's from