Luyện nghe bài hát Eight Of Nine

These walls are the palest of white
Here in this desert reciting my last rights
The of these halls
Brings comfort
As the flows through my blood
El Corazon was tonight...
on her eight of nine.

When of all your prayers are insincere,
The half are lies.
Here is watermark under this bridge.
The point it all crested,
Rolled and drifted into the sea.
I climb from wreckage
As the smoke begins to from my lungs.
The closest of calls has happened tonight.

It's that I made things right
For the time,
the last time.
Let this moment of
Lift this curse that has been cast me.

So appreciate the times,
But don't take the for granted.
'Cause you only get so many second