Luyện nghe bài hát An

she hangs about her
she's chatting the flies
avidly reads the
she ever sighs

a cigarette is
extension of her
gives her a new lease of
to find the rhyme

she now the bedroom
unmakes the bed, down
Sylvia Sexton
and tightens her night

there is a around her
she to her gas fire
feminist production
was not to her higher

mi mou milas gia agapi (=do not talk to me love)
(she about her garden)
mi mou milas (don not to me)
to oniro mas (=our dream is dying)
(she never sighs)
mi mou

mi mou gia agapi
(san ta poulia) (=as birds are crying)
mi mou milas gia
(stin ermi akrogialia) (=at the coast)
petheni to mas
(stin adia akrogialia) (=at the coast)

mi mou gia agapi
(san ta poulia)
mi mou gia agapi
ermi akrogialia)

the gas in the kitchen
up her lettered past
of
of
that and baked fast

mi mou milas gia
(mi mou milas)