Luyện nghe bài hát la puerta azul (english)

The met fifteen
In an old blue door fell in
Dreams in the air, in the sky
fail to live.

And it was staying in her arms
Kneeling at his feet it
Was as a chest
the fragility
Feels to be

A door
Never need to be
are very long.
A door
is neither touching
Think it is to leave it.

It is the most beautiful
in his conscience falls masks.
Dirty, crazy, want to
Had drugs in the door.