Luyện nghe bài hát Iscarabaid

Now swerving when I give
And now it's turning away my impression at all
choleric months in baritone
But waiting for the out
in they're calling me

Words at are revoked
But waiting for this I'll in the covering
When it's tried,
A song in the late leaf
will come anywhere

of me
of you
Waiting to there
I'd swear goes with our dreams
wrong with me
Another of you

In every type a
But now it's turning from my impression at all
There was a time running
I swimming
And you me to come back

Long weeks hiding
And now starting awake at my impression at all
The clock strikes
And time to
But now it's turning into a like you

I don't need
Light the way
of me
of you
Going closer to
And swear that you've seen better
Wipe the
What am I to
Many to borrow
To quell song