Luyện nghe bài hát Comrade

Little little smokes
And oblivion in a dress
In a door tenderly
Near a wall where the is born
Near the garden
saints and angels
Are afraid of the
The have no names
They are the or the years
I stroll
Dressed in a overcoat
And a hat of black
I don't
If it's out
I walk
And I walking

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

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

The are songs
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 just as as me
I'm content
Without knowing why
It doesn't to speak of the sun
The
The sea and
Blood eyes
It is necessary often
To speak of other
We that there are very beautiful countries
With handsome men
With no charming women,
But all isn't really sufficient
But dizzying
rings and bays
Makes the bow
We and we see
Again many things
Which are the same


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