Luyện nghe bài hát Comrade

Little months little
And oblivion in a wool
In a door opens
Near a wall where the is born
the jolly garden
Where and angels
Are of the seasons
The have no names
They are the hours or the
I stroll
Dressed in a cement
And a hat of straw
I remember
If nice out
I walk
And I walking

Every once in a I tell myself
It's time to
And I walking
I tell
I have to get air
I have to look at the
And breathe in a full
I to see the flies fly
And a little exercise
I smoke so much
I tell myself

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

The are songs
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
Without really why
It doesn't suffice to of the sun
The
The sea and
Blood hands
It is necessary quite
To speak of other
We know that are very beautiful countries
With handsome men
With no charming women,
But all that really sufficient
But void
rings and bays
Makes the bow
We and we see
many other things
Which are always the


And there simply
goes by
Simple as
And everything starts all once again
I read in the the good will of my friends
In a river I love one
I the flowers sing
There are the of birds
A cry falls like a
My God my god
I be accordingly always the same
My in my hands
And my hands in my