Luyện nghe bài hát For Whom the Belly Tolls

May I a moment please,
the guillotine,
to lament on her wet

over her left shoulder
wearing a t-shirt
she as her nightwear

I could slip on my own salt
the cold embrace
of the freezer aisle

Catwalk the dog pound, now
with my wounds dressed
to spring-summer

For whom the tolls
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water cold

For the belly tolls
For who all ticks by until
one becomes old

There is in the world,
I have been by people I've nothing but trust in
Piled up the cotton buds,
the toothpicks,
inside the of the dustbin

outside of "Jersey Boys"
for what like a year,
a life lived in the

yourself as a one-man team,
you're a one man
denied a

(No in the waistband)
Persuade me to give up and leave
(No to grandstand)
File me alongside the

It's 7: 20 morning
I to the man with
no suit for a

If open to
May the way I go be


In for one thing:
"I beg do not me today"
god willing let me stay

For whom the belly
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water cold

For the belly tolls
For who all ticks by until
one becomes old