Luyện nghe bài hát Cymbaline

The you tread is narrow
And the drop is shear and very
The all are watching
From a vantage nearby

Apprehension
Like a tube-train up spine
Will the tightrope the end
Will the couplet rhyme

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is time, Cymbaline
Please me

A butterfly with broken
Is falling by your
The all are closing in
nowhere you can hide

Your manager and
Are busy on the phone
Selling photographs
To back home

And it's high time,
It is high time,
Please me

The lines where you stand
must have moved the picture plane
The leaves are around your feet
You hear the thunder of the

And suddenly it you
That they're into range
And Doctor
Is always size

And high time, Cymbaline
It is high time,
wake me

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is time, Cymbaline
wake me