Luyện nghe bài hát Augustine

My father was a man
My off the boat
My eyes were at twenty-one
Bruised but still
Our heads hit the pavement
Many before
You stroke his face to him
knowing that there's more

Saint
Late have I loved and to see
Skin on his
A that I can feel with him

And no one told me
The way that you feel
Tell me did you lose your
Tell me did you lose your
Cry and burst my deafness, while Trayvon asleep
The things that I do to you
The that I could do to you

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

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

We here for you (waited here for you)

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

We here for you (waited here for you)

We heard it all you

We here for you

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