Luyện nghe bài hát Map Of The World (Part I)

You La Pieta
The line
The holy dress
White carving darkness
And you traced your thoughts on the
As you speaking

So when you
I the white and telling tablecloth
And I it out into the empty streets
And I and I laid it to see what I could see

I led my horse the latitudes
the folds and into white
And somehow the way
My my horse slid off sideways and was gone

I and then forgot about it
I the line
The and longitudes are calling me
They're stringing me out across the forever

say
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I run the dotted line
And I grab my flapping
And the winds rush past me
Shouting is happiness
A quick fling to the edge
That spans the expanse

To where the mountains meet relay-runners
To where the snow do and the snow-fleurs try
I one arm up to the sky
To touch a - an eagle flies
And a stick-figure on the other
He back to me

He
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A with briefcase and a business suit and tie
He walks across the perfect
(You the perfect-perfect-perfect lawn?)
And he stands at the foot
Of the golden tower

He says, "I must get to work
I have to get somehow"
But the office tower
Was a cliff the sun was setting on
So he, so he ran up along the cliff and was gone

He
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You were us when we held
Our at the edge of the plains
La pieta, broad like life and death
Is ready yet?
Yes, a map of the world

I run along the dotted
Beyond the tops
Past the ice floes
And the outlying
And I circle to see what I can see

I can see ten men of the
Ten pegs the plains
Ten men with faces
west where night erases
Shadows in the
Where the of the Kremlin used to be

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