Luyện nghe bài hát Jueves (english)

If I were more
and a little bit more
If I were special, If I a magazine girl
I'd have the courage of crossing the
and ask you who you are

You sit in of me and you don't imagine
that I wear for you my most skirt
And seeing you yawn to the
My pupils get

Suddenly you look at me, I you and you sigh
I close my eyes, you the view
I barely breath, I get
And I start

And that way the pass, from Monday to Friday
Like the swallows of the poem
From station to station, you and me
The silence and comes

Suddenly you look at me, I you and you sigh
I close my eyes, you apart the
I breath, I get little
And I start

And then happens, my lips up
pronoun your name stamming
I suppose you to think a silly girl''
And I die

But time stops and you near saying
''I don't meet you and I allready missed
morning I reject the direct
And I choose this

And we are arriving, my has changed
A special day, this eleventh
You my hand, we come to a tunner
turns the light off

I get your face, to my hands
I get brave and I you in the lips
You say you love me and I get you
The last of my heart