Luyện nghe bài hát Comrade

Little months little
And oblivion in a dress
In a door opens
Near a wall where the wind is
Near the garden
Where and angels
Are of the seasons
The alleys have no
They are the hours or the
I leisurely
Dressed in a overcoat
And a hat of straw
I remember
If nice out
I walk
And I smoke

Every once in a I tell myself
time to stop
And I walking
I myself
I to get some air
I have to look at the
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 have a
My life is a of water on my eyelid
And I'm no longer

The songs are
And the days
I no longer have one shred of respect for
But I see no
Who smoke the cigarettes as me
And who are just as as me
I'm pretty
really knowing why
It doesn't suffice to of the sun
The
The sea and
Blood hands
It is quite often
To speak of other
We know that there are beautiful countries
very handsome men
With no charming women,
But all that really sufficient
But void
Which rings and
Makes the bow
We and we see
Again other things
Which are the same


And over simply
Someone by
as hello
And starts all over once again
I read in the the good will of my friends
In a I love one hand
I listen the flowers
There are the of birds
A cry like a fruit
My God my god
I be accordingly always the same
My in my hands
And my in my head