Luyện nghe bài hát Master Song

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

You met him at some temple,
they take clothes at the door.
He was just a man in a chair
who'd come back from the war.
And you wrap up his tired in your hair
and he hands you the core.
Then he touches your lips now so bare
of all the kisses we put on some before.
And he you a German Shepherd to walk
with a collar of and nails,
and he never made you explain or talk
about all of the details,
as who had a word and who had a rock,
and who had you the mails.
Now your is a secret all over the block,
and it stops not even when your master fails.

And he you up in his aeroplane,
he flew without any hands,
and you above the ribbons of rain
that the crowd from the stands.
Then he the lights in a lonely Lane
and, an ape angel glands,
erased the final wisps of
the music of rubber bands.

And now I hear your sing,
you for him to come.
His body is a string
that body is hanging from.
His is a golden string,
my body has numb.
Oh now you hear master sing,
your is all undone.
And will you kneel beside bed
that we so long ago,
before your master chose
to make my bed of
Your eyes are wild and knuckles are red
and speaking far too low.
No I make out what your master said
before he you go.

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

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