Luyện nghe bài hát Comrade

Little months smokes
And oblivion in a wool
In a opens tenderly
a wall where the wind is born
Near the jolly
Where saints and
Are of the seasons
The alleys have no
They are the or the years
I stroll
in a cement overcoat
And a hat of straw
I remember
If it's out
I smoking
And I walking

Every once in a while I tell
It's time to
And I continue
I myself
I have to get air
I have to at the clouds
And breathe in a lung
I to see the flies fly
And a little exercise
I shouldn't so much
I tell also

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

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


And over simply
goes by
Simple as
And everything starts all over once
I read in the stars the good will of my
In a river I love one
I listen the flowers
There are the goodbyes of
A cry falls a fruit
My God my god
I be accordingly always the same
My head in my
And my in my head