Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Radio #1

At the platform's end, where the grew thin
and the light was dim on our
we sat there so tense,
not to touch though we to (I think)
was no will, no spell
to breach the and stop the talk
She tossed her hair and did walk

radio
Broken

On the day I was born
was no big flash and no great storm
but the man read the news in and warned,
"I'm gonna 'Je T'aime' on my hunting horn."
In my cradle I was most
So this is what you call

Black cried, "My shamrock has died
and my gone back to Peru."
The town wore a fat-guts frown
and the played Brian Bor
The Sunday's sticky, home rain
Sedition never

Broken
radio

Murder the past and all who in it
If the past is a then all who sail in it
make me realize it's time to on
but all the ships and the planes have
I'm in a savage place with a song
words...[maybes?]