Luyện nghe bài hát My Death

My death like an old roue'
So confident, go his way
to him and the passing time

My waits like a Bible truth
At the of my youth
Are we proud for that and the time?

My death waits like a at night
As as our love is right
Let's not about the passing time

But lies behind the door
is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I care
For in front of door there is you

My death waits like a beggar
Who sees the world an unlit mind
Throw him a dime for the passing

My death waits there between thighs
Your fingers will close my eyes
Let's think of and the passing time

My death waits to my friends
A few good before it ends
So let's think of that and the time

For whatever behind the door
There is nothing to do
Angel or devil, I care
For in front of that there is you

My death waits among the leaves
In mysterious sleeves
Rabbits and and the passing time

My death there among the flowers
the blackest shadows, blackest shadows cowers
Let's pick lilacs for the passing

My waits there in a double bed
of oblivion and my head
So pull up your against the passing time

But whatever lies behind the
is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't
For in front of that door there is, You