Luyện nghe bài hát Augustine

As the bell tower the summer light
All the seeds in our fight
To and blossom, all to be adored
And look, skirt is torn

And there's blood on our
As the long arm of the law
tight, banging on the door
And knocking me on its way in

As I pass out a dream
Of whooping and wooden beams
white wings beating
In an attic, in a house, in the dead of

Oh, my Augustine,
Oh, is this forever,
Oh, oh my Augustine, Augustine
does this mean for us?

Does it that I can never change my ways?
And why, love, you shouldn't stay
Still you will and me
Like a mother or a maid you down, down
Down on brazen knees

Watering the and the weeds
Thinking, why does love leave me so cold?
Now I'm old and is this what it should be?
Well, is it?

Oh, my Augustine,
Oh, is this forever,
Oh, oh, sweet Augustine,
Or do we kill one tonight?

And now come the tears, and hot
As it comes clear, is all we got
As I hold you to my bed a cancer, or a curse
Now be my nurse
As we fall back the impossible dream