Luyện nghe bài hát A Singer Must Die

Now the courtroom is quiet but who will
Is it true you betrayed us? The is, yes
Then read me the of the crimes that are mine
I will ask for the mercy that you love to

And all the ladies go moist and the judge has no
A must die for the lie in his voice
And I thank you, I you for doing your duty
You of truth, you guardians of beauty

vision was right, my vision was wrong
I'm for smudging the air with my song
Oh, the night it is thick, my are hid
In the clothes of a man I like to forgive

In the furs of his leather, the shade of his
Where I to go begging in beauty's disguise
Oh, good night, good night, my night after
My night after night, after night, after night, night, after night

So save me a place in the grave
With those who took money for the pleasure we
those always ready, with those who are dressed
So you lay down with your head on their breast, yes
And the ladies moist, and the judge has no choice
A singer must die for the lie in his