Luyện nghe bài hát Berlin

The blond from the Berliner bar
at twilight, gets dressed in a daze
Black leather crackles, water runs
As she touches the walls of her maze

The of men she has known fill her day
She's held half the world in her so they say
But she wakes up without them with a hole in her
And she puts on her clothes, lives her behind bars

Mascaraed from the Berliner bar
Sighs at the skylight, gets lost in the
Black leather crackles and cold runs
As she touches the walls of her maze

Someone got in no man's land
Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of clapping
Nobody whose side he was on
It's a risk you take in no man's land

Nobody what made him decide
To run for freedom and to certain
they turn off the guns and his fingers uncurl
He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin girl

Come in from your checkpoints on lonely roads
Come in from your ditches in your silent
Where intensified from a rifle sight
Makes the day and the day too bright, too bright

We up without you
We wake up you
We wake up you

We wake up you
With a hole in our
With a hole in our

You mad dog shaven head, bottle boy
In martens and khaki on sake
You at yourself in the cruel flush of dawn
Terrified, sunken eyed, withered and

The butcher, the baker, the munitions
The over achiever, the breaker
The instructor, the lightning conductor
The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the

The black market mailer, the quick an the
The spotlight dancer, the and the dead
The quick and the dead, the quick and the

We wake up you
Yeah, we wake up you
With a hole in our

The mascaraed blond the Berliner bar
at twilight, gets dressed in a daze