Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my legs and off
When I think of Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the
It made me dream of
on the isle of Doctor Moreau
Oh it be lovely
I was Peter Lorre
When got pretty gory as I
Crossed to the Gate
I was feeling snappy 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 Sunday
I dreamt of breezes going the treeses
And stars were still
I have three hearts I keep apart
to relate
To normal and the nightime reelings
And some absynthe so late
The cook got drunk and all the they shrunk
Onto the of dessert plates
But me Im happy I got my little nappy
And some opium to set me
Im just a small girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks still me straight
Straight up to and fantasys fusion
Of mixed with drink
Im just a small town girl gonna give life a whirl
Looking at the Gate