Luyện nghe bài hát Crow II

"he can't get away by the time,
he gets in front of the jury be a good boy;" said man one.
at a little before 5'oclock he through the basement.
"yes or no!" demanded man two bantering dry in his throat.
"is more than what she gave you?"
questioned man three as a flicker.
waved his eyes. "no!"
the surrounds constitutes a classic climate
this happens to now in the room.
you feel traces a dying sound listen to the time of life.
panic stricken.
ringing the bells of a empty houses answers and calls you,
transfixed by you say "i ain't no guillotine"
the girl spoke the doorway in her rasping voice
"what he wants is in the house" the words hung for a moment.
bending forward she plucked she plucked the from his cigarette
and something nobody could understand.
nobody could understand, could understand.
one moment of you call back "why me?"
the point above the street
can be exhilarating back to a perspective odyssey.
a track of thunder. tower lust of intensity.
i am i am i am i am...