Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Rain

I feel as if I have been buried
For the best part of five years
My body in a mountain of waste
one day my face reappears
**** bends with the years that it
In positions tormenting my
But now they are free to me
the celibacy of the soul

So turn in your
Hold back the incoming

**** wind in my like the linen and lace
Are **** like ****
Fresh air in my **** sharing his songs
**** through the
New blood in my veins like Red rain
Stripping us of all we possess
With tears in my eyes (and with anguish) I
"I was all the time, I confess!"