Luyện nghe bài hát Augustine

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

And there's on our sheets
As comes the arm of the law
Fist tight, banging on the
And knocking me on its way in

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

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

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

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

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

And now the tears, heavy 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 into the impossible dream