Luyện nghe bài hát Magura

Take me to
To while the years
The of the cowbells
And smells of hay
The rainfall in the
Will away my fears
And all the foolish
That I've done the years
1 grew up in the city Not far East L.A.
rows of dusty palm trees
And millions of
jams and cholos
And perverts in the
And teenage who sold
Their little bodies dark
So me to Magura....
I'll plant a garden
up astronomy
And search for
In galaxies
I'll go to bed by
And wake up the dawn
And my old guitar
While this sad world along