Luyện nghe bài hát Augustine

My father was a man
My mother off the
My eyes were fresh at
Bruised but still
Our heads have hit the
Many times
You stroke his to soothe him
While knowing that more

Augustine
Late I loved and chose to see
Skin on his
A warmth I can feel with him

And no one even me
The way that you should
Tell me did you lose your
Tell me did you lose love?
Cry and burst my deafness, while Trayvon falls
The things I would do to you
The that I could do to you

Saint
Late have I loved and chose to see (what I chose to see, I chose to see)
on his skin
A warmth I can feel with him

(nontetha)
We it all from you (we heard it all from you)

We waited here for you (waited for you)

(nontetha)
We heard it all you (we heard it all from you)

We waited here for you (waited for you)

We it all from you

We here for you

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