Luyện nghe bài hát A Train Roars

Outside a train roars, the is deafening
than everything, drowns what you were saying
And the get on the back of that train
clamor is deafening, louder than everything
And they no warning

And me in my red shirts
And my shirt hangs at the neck
The train is always passing
The is always passing through

Male passengers turn their heads following the
Of a beautiful running from carriage to carriage
And it ploughs the city and everyone rides the train
It ploughs a instinct to rail against better sense

Train is passing through
Train is always through
Train is always through
The is always passing through

Come on
on train
Come on

And the bodies on the back of the
They stink of sex
Leave a trail of instinct and

And me in my bloodstained
My body open at the neck

It is passing through
It is always passing
The is always passing through
The train is always passing
Through me, through me, me