Luyện nghe bài hát Carol Masters

(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette)

She sits by the
Stares the night
Just waiting for a foreign from outside
Far beyond the atmospheres, she is for a call
To take her homewards to
Oh I you so
He who's Master of the icy shots won't harm you in the
She knows that the pavement's hard, between the stars
To on to Martian-Homesick-City

She is weeping
But there's not a
Just raindrops falling from the painted
The of the foraging bee will number all the things
She has been for since she was young
"I will not pass night in vain!"
She says, "I'll this kind of rain, I'll break the glass,
I'll the path."
Yes, Carol wants to go to Mars, back, the red-cold sun
Is sinking to the Channels of

Day through the grating
Someone a chair
And blisters dazzling on a glass
Take a pill and greet the day for sedative
Why aren't you at night?!
...Oh I you so!
He who's Master of the icy shots won't harm you the evening
We shall meet tomorrow night, and I you just as tenderly
As kissed the deserts
We meet tomorrow night, and I kiss you just as tenderly
As kissed the deserts