Luyện nghe bài hát Master Song

I believe that you heard your master
I was sick in bed.
I suppose he told you everything
that I keep locked in my head.
master took you travelling,
well at that's what you said.
And now do you back to bring
your prisoner and bread?

You met him at temple, where
take your clothes at the door.
He was just a numberless man in a
who'd come back from the war.
And you wrap up his tired face in your
and he you the apple core.
Then he touches your lips now so suddenly
of all the kisses we put on some before.
And he gave you a German Shepherd to
a collar of leather and nails,
and he never once made you explain or
all of the little details,
such as who had a and who had a rock,
and who had you the mails.
Now your love is a all over the block,
and it never stops not even when master fails.

And he you up in his aeroplane,
which he flew any hands,
and you cruised above the ribbons of
that drove the crowd the stands.
Then he killed the lights in a Lane
and, an ape angel glands,
erased the final of pain
with the music of bands.

And now I hear your sing,
you for him to come.
His is a golden string
that body is hanging from.
His body is a string,
my has grown numb.
Oh now you your master sing,
your is all undone.
And will you beside this bed
that we polished so ago,
before your master chose
to make my bed of
Your eyes are and your knuckles are red
and you're far too low.
No I can't make out what your said
before he you go.

Then I you're playing far too rough
for a who's been to the moon;
I've lain by window long enough
to get used to an room.
And love is some dust in an old man's cough
who is his foot to a tune,
and your are a ruin, you want too much,
let's say you came some time too soon.
I loved your perfectly
I taught him all he knew.
He was in some deep mystery
like a man who is what is true.
And I sent you to him my guarantee
I could teach him new,
and I taught him how you would for me
no matter he said no matter what you'd do.

I believe you heard your master sing
while I was in bed,
I'm sure that he you everything
I keep locked away in my head.
Your master you travelling,
well at least what you said,
And now do you come to bring
your wine and bread?