Luyện nghe bài hát Budapest

I think she was a runner
(The translation clear)
Could be a budding stately
International in a year

She was a enough reason for a party
(Well, you couldn't keep up on a hard mile)
While she ran a perfect and she wore a perfect smile
In Budapest, hot night in

We had to up in the old gymnasium
off the mandolins and checking on the gear
She was helping out at the
Stopping and chilling beer

Yes, and her legs went on for
Like staring up at
a wisp of cotton panty
Along a skin of sea, hot night in Budapest

You could cut the heat, it back
With the wrong of a knife
Feel it from the side fills
Feel you were playing for your life
(If not the money)
Hot night in

She down to fill the ice box
And stuffed some more warm wine in
Like some unearthly vision
Wearing T-shirt, pants and skin

You know, it rippled, just a of muscle
But the and me were heading west
So we her to the late crew and a hot night in Budapest
It was a hot in Budapest

She didn't speak English language
(She didn't speak anyway)
She wouldn't make love but she could good sandwich
And she poured sweet wine we played

Hey, Budapest, cha, cha, cha
watch her now
I I saw her at the late night restaurant
She would have sent shivers down the wall

But she didn't our table
In fact, she wasn't at all
Yes, and her went on forever
staring up at infinity

Her heart was to the west-lands
And she didn't care to be that in Budapest
Hot night in Budapest, hot in Budapest
Hot night in Budapest, hot night in