Luyện nghe bài hát Knives Of Summertime

A of knives cut the sky
And buried in my eyes
And the clouds they bled in my
And autumn soaked the dry beds

And the of her eyes wailed away the knives
The knives of summertime,
The knives of summertime,
The of summertime

And I did swallow glass tears
Absorbed by the sun for many light
And the flies in her hair
My red concertinas down the stairs

And the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the
The of summertime, summertime
The knives of summertime,
The knives of