Luyện nghe bài hát Ezmerelda Steals The Show

What magic
Has turned a into mush
Mandibles from shock
An old lady at altitude
hush

She slips off her white
And her tenor pacifier
From its
Thirty half steps to the
Smile on her
in her hand
Oh how a can melt
When they've been
Such a deliciously blow
By a barefooted
Not with a clang but a
stealing the show

Fools distraction
And not take to
Their faces to their gadgets fall
Ignoring the beauty of a fog on a
And a kitten a mouse in its mouth
A motley mob settles
And hardly a frown
As the air in the turns to mist
A spotlight, a mark and a of the throat
And her gently is kissed
You can a boot lace
And a speck of taste
As the babe bravely stared the herd

But she not a note
And only one moment
These simple and poignant five
You people are absurd