Luyện nghe bài hát Comrade

Little months little
And oblivion in a wool
In a door opens
Near a wall where the is born
Near the garden
Where saints and
Are afraid of the
The alleys no names
They are the hours or the
I stroll
in a cement overcoat
And a hat of black
I don't
If nice out
I smoking
And I smoke

Every in a while I tell myself
It's to stop
And I continue
I myself
I to get some air
I to look at the clouds
And breathe in a full
I to see the flies fly
And take a little
I shouldn't so much
I tell also

I tell again
I a headache
My is a drop of water on my eyelid
And I'm no twenty

The are songs
And the days
I no longer have one shred of for myself
But I see no
Who the same cigarettes as me
And who are as stupid as me
I'm pretty
Without really why
It doesn't suffice to of the sun
The
The sea and
Blood eyes
It is necessary quite
To speak of other
We know there are very beautiful countries
With very men
With no charming women,
But all that really sufficient
But dizzying
Which rings and
Makes the bow
We and we see
Again many things
Which are always the


And there simply
Someone by
Simple as
And everything starts all over again
I read in the the good will of my friends
In a river I one hand
I listen the sing
There are the goodbyes of
A cry like a fruit
My God my god
I will be always the same
My head in my
And my hands in my