Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my legs and off
When I think of Boris and Kinski
In the of the moon

It me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle of Moreau
Oh wouldn't it be

I was thinking Lorre
When got pretty gory as I
Crossed to the Gate

I was snappy perhaps I'd been napping
And I'd ate
A following heart can tear you
On a midnight to 8

A romance can only give one chance
As the tombstones weave and

Feeling happy when my heart got
On a afternoon
I dreamt of breezes going through the
And stars were illumed
I have three that I keep apart
Trying to
To feelings and the nightime reelings
And absynthe drunk so late

The cook got and all the whores they shrunk
Onto the size of plates
But me I'm cause I got my little nappy
And some opium to set me
I'm just a small girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my still hold me straight

Straight up to illusion and fantasy's
Of reality mixed with
I'm just a small town girl who's gonna give a whirl
Looking at the Brandenburg