Luyện nghe bài hát Count Of Tuscany

Several ago in a foreign town
Far away from home I met the Count of
A young eccentric man bred from royal
Took me for a across the open countryside

Get my car, let's go for a drive
Along the way be your guide, just step inside
Maybe recall a cannibal curator
A character by my brother's life

through the hills, city far behind
On and on we drove down streets and dusty roads
At we came upon a picturesque estate
On emerald fields, an ancient world of times gone by

Let me introduce my
A gentleman, historian
Sucking on his pipe, accent
Making me uptight, no

I wanna alive
Everything about this place just doesn't right
I, I wanna die
I'm frightened for my life

I wanna say
This could be the time you see me alive
I, I may not
Knew it the moment we arrived

Would you like to see our holy place?
I come here late at night to pray to him by
Then peering through the glass I saw disbelief
Still dressed in clothes the saint behind the altar

History recalls during of war
Legend has been back inside these castle walls
The soldiers came to in barrels filled with wine
Never to escape, these tombs of oak are where died

Down the cellar I disappear
the angel's share the end is near
Come and have a taste, a vintage
All the finest wines with age

I wanna stay
about this place just doesn't feel right
I, I wanna die
Suddenly I'm frightened for my

I wanna say
could be the last time you see me alive
I, I may not
Knew it from the we arrived

Could this be the end? Is the way I die?
Sitting alone, no one by my side
I don't understand, I feel that I deserve this
What did I do wrong? I don't understand
I just don't

me one more chance, let me please explain
It's all been circumstance, I'll you once again
You took me for a ride promising a adventure
The next that I know I'm frightened for my life

Now a minute man, that's not how it is
You must be confused, that who I am
Please don't be afraid, I would try to hurt you
This is how we strange although it seems please try to forgive

The chapel and the saint, the soldiers and the
The and the tales all handed down through time
Of course free to go, go and tell the world my story
Tell about my brother, tell them about me, the of Tuscany