Luyện nghe bài hát Anchorage

Scales of an
Wings of a
Living here in the
With the racket you make

Memory of a
Heart of the
Talking in a tongue
And of the same

ice is on the melt
Just the way the dead felt
Nothing the way my name is spelt
But I it out anyway

returning
My keeps on burning for you
In the life you on spurning
is hurting me

Mouth of a
The fingers of a
The get used for rifles
Growing lovely

Around the captain's
The silent slept
In the white of
The slowly crept

And the ice in my
And the hit of the
And the great icy
I it on to you

Darkness
My torch on burning for you
In the life you keep on
is hurting me
'thing is me

Words of a
The passion of a
Waking early on an Easter
Just the cock

The of a statue
The of a rat
The street was almost
But you saw through that

And the ice in the box
off the shelf in blocks
Down at the
I was shocked not to be discovered

Darkness
My keeps on burning for you
In the life you on spurning
is hurting me

of a lamb
The of a cloud
The eyes of the
Cruelty of a

This is crushing down
The bars are all closed today
Middle of is a long way down
I'd hate to see you break your

And the ice in my
My in your lap
a process in a trap
I'll it out of you
it out of you

Music of the
Tempts the
Nature, you know
A delicious ache

The of a fox
about the size of a shoe box
The of hard knocks
box it out of me

The ice in my
A message in the
Just a sinking boat
You coat yourself sympathy

Darkness
My torch keeps on for you
In the life you keep on
Everything is hurting me is hurting me