Luyện nghe bài hát Crow Iii

"He can't get away by the time
He gets in of the jury
He'll be a boy", said man one
At a little before o'clock

He through the basement
"Yes or no?", man two
Bantering humor dry in his
"Is more than what she gave you?"

Questioned man as a growing flicker
across his eyes, "No"
The space surrounds constitutes a climate
This to now everyone in the room

You traces, a dying sound
Listen to the time of life
Standstill, stricken
Ringing the of a empty houses
answers and calls you

Transfixed by you say
"I no guillotine"
The girl spoke from the doorway in her rasping
"What he is in the house"
The words hung there for a

Bending forward she
She plucked the from his cigarette
And said something nobody understand
could understand, nobody could understand

One of irritation
You back, "Why me?"
The vantage above the street
Can be

back to a perspective odyssey
A track of thunder tower lust of intensity
I am, I am, I am, I am