Luyện nghe bài hát Master Song

I believe that you heard master sing
I was sick in bed.
I that he told 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 prisoner and bread?

You met him at temple, where
take your clothes at the door.
He was a numberless man in a chair
just come back from the war.
And you wrap up his tired face in hair
and he hands you the core.
Then he touches your now so suddenly bare
of all the kisses we put on time before.
And he gave you a German Shepherd to
with a of leather and nails,
and he never made you explain or talk
about all of the 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 stops not even when your master fails.

And he you up in his aeroplane,
which he without any hands,
and you cruised the ribbons of rain
drove the crowd from the stands.
Then he killed the lights in a lonely
and, an ape angel glands,
erased the wisps of pain
the music of rubber bands.

And now I your master sing,
you for him to come.
His is a golden string
that body is hanging from.
His body is a string,
my body has numb.
Oh now you hear your sing,
shirt is all undone.
And will you kneel this bed
we polished so long ago,
before your master 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 said
he made you go.

Then I think you're playing far too
for a lady been to the moon;
I've by this window long enough
to get to an empty room.
And your love is some in an old man's cough
who is his foot to a tune,
and your 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 some deep
a man who is sure 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 matter he said no matter what you'd do.

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