Luyện nghe bài hát At Last the Secret Is Out

At the secret is out
As it always come in the end
The delicious story is ripe to
To the intimate

the tea-cups and in the square
The tongue has its
Still run deep, my dear
There's never smoke without

the corpse in the reservoir
Behind the ghost on the
the lady who dances
And the man who madly

the look of fatigue
The attack of and the sigh
There is always story
There is more meets the eye

For the clear suddenly singing
High up on the convent
The of the elder bushes
The prints in the hall

The matches in summer
The handshake, the
The kiss, the kiss, the
There is always a wicked
A private for this

At last the is out
At last the is out
At the secret is out