Luyện nghe bài hát Budapest by Blimp

On the corners of boulevards I call your
Now and again they our tune
In the grip of a tiny over a flame
Pale as the phases of the ...
In the cafes and shopping I see your face
turn into mist on dew
but a book and a photograph just aren't the
there is a train that's leaving
...Budapest by
pillars and palaces I'll hold your hand
Until the fog is
May be better you hold me than understand
How far away drifted
In the face of a tragedy too bleak to
The death of some grand
All the we pilloried, splendour we stole ...
They never told you that in
KONNYEBB TAN FELEDNI
MINT ERTENI
EGY KISZAK ITTOTT LAP
EKODBOL EGY VONAT
...Budapest by
...Que je voudrais vous presenter, et dames
bien, je vous en prie
Here's a map and a diagram, a shrivelled
Ripped from the book of
See the priceless antiquity in time
Built on the ashes of the
And for your curiosity, beauty
Signed in the of Zulus
Not a goosestep, more of a limp