Luyện nghe bài hát Count Of Tuscany

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

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

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

Let me my brother
A gentleman, historian
on his pipe, distinguished accent
Making me uptight, no

I wanna alive
Everything about this place just 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 moment we

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

recalls during times of war
Legend has been traced back inside these walls
The soldiers came to hide in barrels filled wine
to escape, these tombs of oak are where they died

Down the cellar stairs I
Like the angel's the end is near
Come and have a taste, a rare
All the wines improve with age

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

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

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

Give me one chance, let me please explain
It's all been circumstance, I'll tell you again
You me for a ride promising a vast adventure
The next thing that I know I'm frightened for my

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

The and the saint, the soldiers and the wine
The fables and the tales all handed through time
Of course you're free to go, go and tell the world my
about my brother, tell them about me, the Count of Tuscany