Luyện nghe bài hát March

Norwegian Coffee, Mud,
And a winter just lingers on,
I'm wondering when is enough,
Slipping heating underneath your cuffs,
And time keeps on, it's a march,
and by 5 o clock it's dark,
I'm seeing you see but me,
you get drunk, makes me want to be,

Honey be my sun,
When we getting none,
And cup your round a match,
and fasten up last jacket latch,
and sway with me,
In the dark loneliness with me.

death, is marking miles,
and there's a fleeting of restoration,
the essence snow bruises on your knees,
and the heaters blown, but it don't with ease,
And months move, we are stuck
In the rolling of this little truck
White sand bags are down the back,
where the skeletons of still lay in plastic sacks

Honey be my sun,
When we getting none,
And cup hands round a match,
and fasten up your last latch,
stand and sway me,
In the cold loneliness with me
In the dark cold with me.