Luyện nghe bài hát Molikov and Anatoly

The man is utterly mad! me, Anatoly,
You're playing a

the problem.
He's a lunatic,
and you can't tell which way jump.
his game, he's impossible to analyze.
You can't predict him, him,
of course means he's not a lunatic at all

What we've just seen's a display
a man who's beginning to crack
afraid,
He knows he isn't the he was
And he get it back.

Nonsense!
Why do you people always want to
Third-rate

My friend, relax,
We're all side
You how you need us

I don't my army of 'so-called' advisors
And helpers to me the man
revitalised Chess single-handed
Is or less out of his brain
When it's very
sane

Listen, we don't Trumper
We get caught in that trap
all, winning or losing reflects on us all

Oh, don't me that crap!
I win, else does
And I the rap if I lose

It's not quite that
The whole tuned in
all on display
We're not sportsmen

Oh don't start spouting
old party line
Just get out, and get me my chess-playing
In 36 we begin
is if you want to win

One is not sufficient.
We to know, we have to make sure
All men a weakness
His is woman.
her, and you win the game.

So you think I can't win

I'm not that, I'm just making certain
And she is attractive.
And then her intriguing family history,
Hungary, and all that

I'm a player, Mr. Molokov.
You go and play these games.