Luyện nghe bài hát 1921

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

In the city's
the buildings a white moon
Watched us look for a that night
But we could not a room

The key to you since we met
Is you lock any doors
I'm climbing up stony steps
My on the wet wood floor

Now in the shower, I hear the pipes creaking,
groaning like the outside
She comes down and sits to me
My mouth was wide

Your picture is a
The portrait's never
I don't know how it got
But I know where from