Luyện nghe bài hát A Train Roars

Outside a roars, the clatter is deafening
Louder than everything, drowns you were saying
And the get on the back of that train
Their clamor is deafening, than everything
And they accept no

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

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

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

Come on
on train
Come on

And the bodies on the of the train
stink of greedy sex
Leave a trail of and [Incomprehensible]

And me in my shirt
My body open at the neck

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