Luyện nghe bài hát Master Song

I believe that you heard your master
when I was in bed.
I suppose he told 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
prisoner wine and bread?

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

And he you up in his aeroplane,
which he without any hands,
and you above the ribbons of rain
that drove the crowd the stands.
Then he killed the lights in a lonely
and, an ape with glands,
erased the final of pain
with the music of bands.

And now I your 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,
your is all undone.
And will you beside this bed
that we polished so ago,
before your chose instead
to my bed of snow?
Your are wild and your knuckles are red
and speaking far too low.
No I can't make out what your master
he made you go.

Then I think you're far too rough
for a lady who's to the moon;
lain by this window long enough
to get to an empty 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 back some too soon.
I loved your master
I taught him all he knew.
He was starving in some deep
a man who is sure what is true.
And I sent you to him with my
I could teach him new,
and I taught him how you would for me
no matter what he said no matter what do.

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