Luyện nghe bài hát Dusseldorf

In I met a clown
His nose, it was red
In Gelterkinden I forgot to
remembered again

In Paris I saw a big
Swimming in the Seine
It made me hopeful that someday our
be breathable again

In I heard ein zwei drei
Counting and no one was shot
In stopped by the polizai
For drunk driving and everyone

In Prague I knew Id been a
alive, a pyre of Soviet kitsch
It made me my Moscow mother
It made me miss my New nothing

In Montpelier I stayed in a
A boy into my bed and knew no boundaries
And in Amsterdam I got crazy
Might been all the tulips and canals
Or it might have been all hash, and in

Barcelona, dias
Chocolate, le
And in Brussels, clean-cut
And in London, me and the existentialists

In Corsica I away
All the way to
I have held an after-party
For all the thoughts I say

In Dsseldorf I met a
bad breath and a really good tan
In Gelterkinden I remembered how to
And I ever forgot it again