Luyện nghe bài hát 43°

Crackles in my
not a shame
To fall on a carpet of dead
And to have a mournful

43° in my
And the sun inside my head
At the light of this dying
My body wasn't to embrace

Until the in my veins
The limit of is reached
Before being considered as a dead
in my head
43 enough to all
Enough to all

The meat and
Struggling in trembling
To an idea of sensation
Blows through my

A young just sat next to me
Is reading a book
And she said to me

Her word, yes
You can my...
Her innocence,
Yes

A young just sat next to me
Is a weird book
And she said to me

Her innocent
Yes you can
My pain to write those
When degrees are too

The brain regions and landscapes
Behind the and the rail
The
leads me away
Out of degrees
That break my
Hardly and

And the word of this girl
That my life
And
The face of this innocent
Rapes my