Luyện nghe bài hát Muñeca de Trapo (english)

As these that are not for hanging,
As the tablecloth of the of yesterday,
hoping that he(she) says something to you more
And my felt words do not to fly...

it is never dissolved in tea
as the unfaithful never says I will do it
I sit I am in a jail of love
you will me if I do not sign my declaration...

Abrazaría doubting
for your facing listening to myself to speak to the

you are what more I want
but you I lose in my
my they are two crossings black
that have never spoken
my full of a sorrow(sentence)
and I a wrist(doll) of rag...

silence is the humble one to
stay behind my non-stop(steadily) of
I to tell you what I sit for you
who to speak the moon of January
you at you...

Abrazaría without
for seeing your facing listening to myself to to the

you are everything more I want
but you I in my silences
my eyes they are two crossings
that never spoken clearly
my full of a sorrow(sentence)
and I a wrist(doll) of rag...

I do not have to the eternal fire
to his(its,her) stories either
but the silence is some kind of
and my are very long...

And to your estare far
between(among) the of some tango
because this heart
in his(its) wrist(doll) of rag...