Luyện nghe bài hát Buffet Hotel

This train into the station
A worn out steel blue
A from colonial days
the French were still in control
Lorsque les ont ete en controle
(When the French were in control)

an outpost in transition
Where the in the bar
Know from the whistle & the squeaking
That the step is Dakar
La etape etait Dakar
(The next is Dakar)

Talk on the
on the street
Talk of men with loco from the heat
up the beat

Talk about the rail
Picking up the
We lit that reunion
the headlights on the jeep

And history on the jukebox
Where the spies & dwell
It was the to go in Bamako
Direction Buffet

Now were lost in the
Four north of Tombouctou
for a nomad who knows
Or some wondering Jew
a Essakane, Syndou
(Get us to Essakane, Syndou)

Then we that Tuareg combo
We had come so far
And we were out of history
By the & sand & stars
Jai commence a le
(Im beginning to it)

Sand in the
in the wine
There was sand in my guitar
in my mind

Machine guns on the
Camels in my
in a sandstorm
As the music came &

Well we out of the desert
And the erased our tracts
The Sahara showed her to us
And then she took it

I recall diplomats &
And I saw strangers wells
And for that one night in Bamako
We owned Buffet

Nous avons eu Hotel
(We the Buffet Hotel)
La nuit nous
Vive le
A Bientot-Farewell