Luyện nghe bài hát Historia de un taxi (english)

It was ten at night,
my ship.
my taxi was one
of 68.
It was one of those days where was bad passage.
the on a dress,
I the stop.
It was a beautiful blonde a miniskirt.
the neckline on her
came to glory.
A black tear rolled his cheek.
whereas the mirror "see that calf!"
I saw a more.
It was sigzagueaba in reform.
I "my name is norma"
while the leg.
I take a strange cigar these give you laughter.
offered her fire
I shook his
I "Who are you crying?
and I "of a type which is believed by rich
can to deceive. "
"you will not fall. by love, must get up" I
"holds a mirror if she is revenge.
and smiled.

What is it that makes a living driver?
What is it that a taxi driver in building a wound?
What is it that makes a taxi in front of a lady?
What is it makes a taxi driver with dreams of bed?
ask me ...
I saw him hugging and kissing a girl.
class is simple,
it is by its facade.
I in the mirror and sat aside.
I was stupefied,
with the mirror.
He "bend in the corner, go to my house.
after a of tequilas, we'll see what happens. "
To what we did on the carpet.
if sufficient sum to up to the shade,
and a more ...
"do not feel you. so alone, I but not the same.
my and my schedule, have opened an abyss. "
"As suffering on sides of the social classes!"
"ud. in his mansion,
I in the suburbs. "
He said "come me, you know I'm not alone."
hair was in a queue,
to the bar where they were.
We just the hugging a girl.
see if there is a destination and this city is small.
Was my wife!

What is it that makes a living driver?
is it that makes a taxi driver in building a wound?
What is it that a taxi driver when a gentleman
coincides his wife in time and attention?
ask me ...
Since the they play to trick us.
are in the bar ...
And the blonde, for the taxi, at ten (haha)
in the place.