Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing But A Blur From A Bullet Train

Wearing a halo of
Glowing pink and
In the afternoon
from a hub
They gave way to of green

The wine country
Unfolded as we into our rooms
And our travel kinks away
As we stroked the
And the lake a hazy pink

And the tree green rivers
And the trees
'N' the thoughts of
Our sun and evergreens
Are layered feathers at your feet

Nothing but a from a bullet train
A picturesque, old teahouse with a carp
As we trundled out of the
As we trundled out of the