Luyện nghe bài hát Comrade

Little months smokes
And in a wool dress
In a door tenderly
Near a wall the wind is born
Near the jolly
Where saints and
Are afraid of the
The alleys no names
are the hours or the years
I leisurely
Dressed in a cement
And a hat of black
I remember
If nice out
I smoking
And I smoke

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

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

The songs are
And the days
I no longer 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 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 there are very beautiful countries
very handsome men
With no less women,
But all that really sufficient
But void
Which and bays
Makes the bow
We and we see
Again many other
Which are the same


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