Luyện nghe bài hát Clara

This is not a doll
in blood in the moonlight
Like what happen in
is us
Our snagged
Dipped in mob in the
Like what in America
The breasts are heavy
The long and straight
The upper lip short
The are too small
The eyeside is
The hair long and
coming through
Still coming
She knows this
She can it in the dark
She entered the at night by a side door
To to a lift in the upper floor
She on the bed
up not yet seeing
The signs of the painted in gold
On the vaulted ceiling
His enormous eyes as he
nearer in the surrounding darkness
His beliefs about the moon
Its upon men of affairs
The danger of its light on your face
While you were
She'll it with her head
Stroke him while he
Until he has to do among men of affairs
Sometime before
Her bare feet cross the
She gazes from the
At the fountain in the
Sometimes I feel a swallow
A which by some mistake
Has gotten into an
And knocks its against the walls in terror
This is not a rabbit
a body of silver
Like happen in America
The breasts are still
The long and straight
The upper lip short
The teeth are too
The eyeside is
The hair and black
coming through
Still coming
The soon changed
In the morning air
A man up towards the body
And it with a stick
It swiftly
And twisted at the end of the rope
Finer a hair from every side
than a hair


This is just a doll
in blood in the moonlight
This is a cornhusk doll
This morning in my
A swallow was trapped
It flew desperately
Until it fell on my bed
I it up
So as not to it
I opened the
I opened my hand