Luyện nghe bài hát Barberini Square

Where the fountains
and teetering heels to their knees
in
a dozen limping
me there

Where the loot
and no opus
to stoop
the cupboards
your heels to Barberini Square

I close my fist
the poles from to south
no blushes to
long, gone
nothing to
on, moving on

I have watched the
away time and again
from stains
with lovers
and grateful the same

Just a name to
cross white hot
a winter
to the stairs
and grace my lips on Barberini

I my fist around
the poles north to south
no to burn
long, long
to no-one
moving on, on

In a light
your face could
a bare fight
scowls to spare
drag your heels to Square

I close my fist
the poles from to south
no blushes to
long, long
nothing to
moving on, on

Long gone, long, long