Luyện nghe bài hát A Train Roars

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

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

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

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

on train
Come on
Come on

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

And me in my shirt
My body hangs at the neck

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