Luyện nghe bài hát Cafe Shabu

Welcome to the Caf
Permit me to you to some of our regulars
Starting on my immediate left, ladies and
Here in Caf

You'll note a poet, a man of words by
And yes, a refugee from an unnamed political philosophy
Come here to spread his of joy and peace amongst us
Thank you much, sir

Over here, to him, we see a lady
Who has traded in, a of the rich and famous
For work with and exceptional children
Which I am sure, makes her pleased with herself

and gentlemen, sitting next to her
A man of letters, and words, and
A man who most of his life, deceiving himself
And now, finds himself six years in rehabilitation

Prison, and a death sentence on the
Sitting next to him, on a banquette, a
had two grapes, a raisin, and a chicklet, and she's full
In fact, she's been stuffed for

Next to her, are two
Knitting their way, in and out of predicaments
Coloured by the excesses of ancestors

And close by them, some painter's
Brooding the very over-emphasis of colour-violence
Violence on the blue end of the

to them, two off-duty detectives
Checking each other out, next door to the
See them shivering, see them into the distance
See them growing, oh, see them go comatose, Insulin please, D'

On my immediate right, several politicians, smiling
See them assure themselves that status is indeed quo
Rip up the cheques, said the D', see if I care
I do this for the company, got no-one to trust any secrets to but myself

In the basement, in the vault, in the attic on the
Are the pictures I in part-payment for my time
And the waitress reminds you that in the room bathed in red

Glowing the speed of light
reflects the demands of the living for the dead, are our angels
A host at your service to meet your every
So, order up, the waitress said, our great caf serves