Luyện nghe bài hát Hotel Noir

Two glasses on a glass-top table. are low,
the full. he talks of all his conquests--letters
with hearts and crosses. He left them in the
drawer (at Noir)--unanswered, yet he read
for her time and time again . . . She looked
clean him and told him how she loved
white horses, riding on a and laying in a
cornfield on a summer's night. She'd watch
the dancing lights. but never lonely--until
now. He whisky but the waiter walked clean
through him. He shook his head, and lit his
fifteenth cigarette . . . and slowly, surely for-
med he never forget . . . Loretta sent him sea
shells, sent a rose, and Margaretta said
they'd marry in a letter he'd never answered
(left it in the drawer at Hotel . . .) And she said
how she loved the sea at full moon. Running
a silver beach with silver ribbons trailing her
hands. She found a doorway in the where
she'd store away her stones. stones that
be diamonds, just because they sparkled in
rain. And there she'd sleep, and there
dream. And there she died. The tide
backwards and it dried and left a headstone
of salt. The warm breeze turned to steam. And
the screamed and screamed and
screamed . . . He stretched his out just to touch
she said she had to leave . . .