Luyện nghe bài hát Pascal's Submarine

There's not a of air tonight.
I got my windows all thrown open
Praying for any breeze to move the curtains,
Shake the leaves

in to sleep's ravine
Into a dream of Submarine
if you can remain quiet and still
You might escape life's fill of

A women's had all she can
Hysterically Screaming 'I'm for my man'
'Madam, doing all we can,
but can you give me your man's again?'

ARE THEY
OR WORSE,

Is there that you're trying to hide?
Russian Accent - Las Cap Say's 'Can we talk about all that, Inside?'

Klebanov within her grasp
There's one more think she's dying to ask
They a needle in her arm
Saying, Don't do yourself more
She

There's not a breath of air
We go our all thrown open wide
Praying for any little
For the Skeletons, for the Effigies,