Luyện nghe bài hát Ottoman

Ottoman couch, how handsome furniture
now but dressed for a funeral
Begging you to sit for a on the wall
To hang in the dark of some hall

clothes, you want to be seen with her
Under your tweeds you sweat a teenager
you to sit for a portrait on the wall
To hang in the dark of some hall

is for you
They it out for you, for you
There will be six bells a-ringing and women singing for you
But this feels so unnatural to Gabriel, too

All of the cards and all of the time it
it's all lines of red in a leather book
Begging you to for a minute by the door
creeping feet, where they've never been before