Luyện nghe bài hát Clara

This is not a doll
Dipped in blood in the
Like what happen in
is us
Our snagged
Dipped in mob in the
Like happen in America
The are still heavy
The legs long and
The lip remains short
The are too small
The is green
The long and black
Still through
Still coming
She knows room
She can navigate it in the
She entered the Palazzo at by a side door
To ascend to a lift in the upper
She on the bed
up not yet seeing
The signs of the painted in gold
On the blue vaulted
His enormous as he arrives
nearer in the surrounding darkness
His beliefs about the moon
Its influence men of affairs
The danger of its light on your face
While you sleeping
She'll eclipse it with her
him while he sleeps
Until he has to do among men of affairs
before dawn
Her bare feet the floor
She gazes from the
At the fountain in the
Sometimes I feel like a
A swallow which by some
Has into an attic
And knocks its head against the walls in
This is not a skinned
With a body of
Like what in America
The breasts are still
The long and straight
The upper lip remains
The teeth are too
The is green
The hair and black
coming through
Still coming
The soon changed
In the morning air
A man came up towards the
And poked it with a
It swiftly
And around at the end of the rope
Finer than a from every side
than a hair


This is a cornhusk doll
Dipped in blood in the
is just a cornhusk doll
This in my room
A swallow was trapped
It around desperately
Until it fell on my bed
I it up
So as not to it
I the window
Then I opened my