Luyện nghe bài hát Comrade

Little months smokes
And oblivion in a dress
In a door tenderly
Near a where the wind is born
Near the garden
Where and angels
Are afraid of the
The alleys have no
They are the or the years
I leisurely
in a cement overcoat
And a hat of black
I remember
If nice out
I smoking
And I smoke

Every once in a I tell myself
It's time to
And I walking
I tell
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 exercise
I shouldn't so much
I tell myself

I tell myself
I a headache
My life is a of water on my eyelid
And I'm no longer

The songs are
And the days
I no have one shred of respect for myself
But I see no
Who smoke the cigarettes as me
And who are as stupid as me
I'm content
Without really why
It doesn't suffice to of the sun
The
The sea and
eyes hands
It is necessary quite
To of other things
We know that there are very beautiful
very handsome men
With no less women,
But all that really sufficient
But dizzying
Which and bays
Makes the bow
We and we see
Again other things
Which are the same


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