Luyện nghe bài hát Overture

Overture - a) a tourist - b) a - c) a prisoner

Excuse me, me! can you show me the way out of here?

Of course. way. just pass the headless horsemen, the caf shabu.

And how far is

Not far. you're the tourist here, you should it easy. if you can trust a stranger, follow me.

I don't mind if I do. I'm a stranger here with a sense of that I'd like to forget that I drank from a paranoid glass. I come from a paranoid base. sure, I spent time in prison. a prison o
Own devices, haven't we all? I'm a foreigner here and I'm feeling just a little worn. I'm looking for points of importance and historical interest, trapped by the same of exchange of that i
Nning away from. and as we all know, we hate to change. but change is a virtue, my friend. if you to escape, all you have to do is make up your mind.

But you're not a here, and I'm made to work with my hands, part of my sentence for taking the licence to think of impossible plans. working my fingers to the bone, keeping my hands on t
Ngs of that ladder, leads us out of the gutter to the light.

It's all a big mistake. I've done nothing wrong. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm j
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