Luyện nghe bài hát Jazz Ordinaire

When it comes, they slip its jug and
By the way, the rain, of course
[Incomprehensible] one to document its travel
Drip, drip, drop and around again

How strange, it's getting
For to clean us off

Don't you to see to watch my hand move
Move up your arm and past your eyes
You're not in tears, at least I think you be
Trading years I to camouflage

How strange dancing harder
As water off the town

To me be a legendary, truth, truth, truth, truth
To me be a legendary, truth, truth, truth, truth
To me be a legendary, truth, truth, truth, truth

Breathing in all the past made by the wars