Luyện nghe bài hát Emilio

Emilio in an attic
a flamenco guitar
Our fall down his window
And roll down flanders of out cars

They harmonize the sirens
And mix with that racket
They out into the traffic
misguided prayers

The moon is mistress
On her there's no journeys
Some she comes to him naked and cold
And nights she only wears black

When the full moon from his bottle
Somehow there's a fight
the moon and the lunatic dance, "senorina"
The beautiful spins into the night and they dance

In his he can see the "abuelas"
They him razors and wine
Suspicious Emilio
The "vino" against the

But he never has come to believe
Or accepted their Heavenly
So vigous and savage
The Saint and the sinner he prays to the

Emilio lives in an
a flamenco guitar
Our fall down his window
And roll down flanders of rusted out