Luyện nghe bài hát Augustine

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

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 out into a dream
Of whooping and wooden beams
Great wings beating
In an attic, in a house, in the of night

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

Does it mean that I can never my ways?
And that's why, love, you stay
you will and love me
Like a or a maid bringing you down, down
Down on your knees

Watering the worms and the
Thinking, why does love leave me so damn
Now I'm getting old and is 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 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 back the impossible dream