Luyện nghe bài hát My Death

My is like
A door
A patient who knows the score
for her
And the passing

My waits like
A truth
At the funeral of my
loud for that
And the time

My death waits
A witch at
And surely as our is bright
laugh for us
And the passing

But whatever is behind the
There is nothing to do
Angel or devil I don't
For in front of that
is you

My waits like
A blind
Who sees the world with an mind
him a dime
For the passing

My waits
To my friends
A few times before it ends
Let's to that
And the time

My death in
Your arms, thighs
Your cool fingers will my eyes
Let's not talk
The passing

But is behind the door
There is nothing to do
Angel or devil I care
For in of that door
is you

My death
the falling leaves
In magicians, mysterious
Rabbits,
And the passing

My death
the flowers
Where the blackish shadow
pick lilacs
For the time

My death in
A bed
Sails of oblivion at my
up the sheets
Against the passing

But whatever is behind the
There is much to do
Angel or devil I don't
For in front of door
is you