Luyện nghe bài hát Eight Of Nine

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

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

It's time I made things right
For the time,
Since the time.
Let this of clarity
Lift this that has been cast upon me.

So the good times,
But take the worst for granted.
'Cause you only get so many second