Luyện nghe bài hát Count Of Tuscany

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

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

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

Let me my brother
A bearded gentleman,
Sucking on his pipe, accent
me uptight, no accident

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

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

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

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

the cellar stairs I disappear
Like the angel's the end is near
and have a taste, a rare vintage
All the finest improve with age

I wanna stay
Everything about this place just doesn't feel
I, I don't die
Suddenly I'm for my life

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

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

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

Now wait a man, that's not how it is
You be confused, that isn't who I am
don't be afraid, I would never try to hurt you
This is how we live strange although it please try to forgive

The chapel and the saint, the and the wine
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 me, the Count of Tuscany