Luyện nghe bài hát Molikov and Anatoly

The man is mad! Believe me, Anatoly,
playing a lunatic

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

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

Nonsense!
Why do you people always want to
propaganda?

My friend, relax,
We're all your
You know how you us

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

Listen, we don't underestimate
We won't get caught in trap
After all, winning or losing on us all

Oh, give me that crap!
I win, no-one does
And I take the rap if I

It's not quite simple
The world's tuned in
all on display
We're not sportsmen

Oh please don't start
old party line
Just get out, and get me my chess-playing
In 36 hours we
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 saying that, I'm just making
And she is attractive.
And then there's her intriguing history,
Hungary, and all that

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