Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my and tits off
When I of Boris Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the
It me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle of Moreau
Oh it be lovely
I was thinking Peter
things got pretty gory as I
Crossed to the Gate
I was feeling perhaps Id been napping
And Id ate
A following heart can tear you
On a midnight to 8
A graveyard can only give one chance
As the weave and breathe
Feeling happy my heart got beating
On a afternoon
I dreamt of breezes going the treeses
And stars still illumed
I have three hearts I keep apart
to relate
To feelings and the nightime reelings
And some absynthe drunk so
The cook got drunk and all the whores shrunk
Onto the size of plates
But me Im happy I got my little nappy
And opium to set me straight
Im a small town girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks hold me straight
up to illusion and fantasys fusion
Of reality mixed with
Im just a small girl whos gonna give life a whirl
at the Brandenburg Gate