Luyện nghe bài hát Carol Masters

(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette)

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

She is weeping
But not a tear
Just falling from the painted ceiling
The dance of the foraging bee number all the things
She has longing for since she was young
"I will not pass night in vain!"
She says, "I'll stand 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 to the Channels of A'DAAR

Day breaks through the
Someone moves a
And blisters dazzling on a glass
Take a and greet the day for sedative holidays
Why you sleeping at night?!
...Oh I you so!
He who's Master of the icy shots harm you till the evening
We meet tomorrow night, and I kiss you just as tenderly
As kissed the deserts
We shall tomorrow night, and I kiss you just as tenderly
As kissed the deserts