Luyện nghe bài hát Oscar Wilde Gets Out

Freedom for the leaving Reading Jail
Rheumy eyes just pierced his like crucifixion nails
Shaking fists and razors gleamed, you stood a chance
When the ink ran red on Street
You turned eyes to France

far from Dublin, chased across the waves
Your biting wit still enough
To slice through every
Destitute and by the system of the crown
The bitter pill you
Tasted sweeter down

And looking on the great indifference
Looking back at the wall
Thinking how deceives you
how love fools us all

A boy in velveteen landed in New York
The past was so
When they to hear you talk
Baccarat and flutes
from Virginia
Long before the and law
Branded Wilde a sinner

And looking back on the cold winter
back on those long dark days
Felt like the head of John the
In the arms of

Don't turn around it's a white gull
Don't cry out loud you never who's listening
You've it all the exiled Unforgiven
From the stately of England to her prisons

And back at the hardened lifers
Looking on the wretched poor
Thinking maybe they were my
Strange to think I'll miss all
Strange to think I'll them all

And looking on the great indifference
Looking back at the limestone
Thinking how deceives you
Knowing how love us all