Luyện nghe bài hát Master Song

I that you heard your master sing
when I was in bed.
I suppose that he you everything
that I locked away in my head.
master took you travelling,
well at least that's you said.
And now do you come back to
prisoner wine and bread?

You met him at temple, where
they take your at the door.
He was just a man in a chair
who'd just come from the war.
And you wrap up his tired in your hair
and he you the apple core.
Then he your lips now so suddenly bare
of all the kisses we put on some before.
And he gave you a German Shepherd to
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 love is a secret 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 above the ribbons of rain
that drove the from the stands.
Then he killed the lights in a lonely
and, an ape angel glands,
the final wisps of pain
with the music of bands.

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

Then I think playing far too rough
for a lady who's to the moon;
I've lain by this window long
to get used to an room.
And your love is some dust in an old 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 starving in some mystery
like a man who is what is true.
And I sent you to him my guarantee
I could him something new,
and I taught him how you long for me
no what he said no matter what you'd do.

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