Luyện nghe bài hát Pink Bullets

I was just hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to
Oh what a contrast you
To the in the halls
My timid young fingers a decent animal.

Over the ramparts you
The scent of your skin and some foreign
Tied to a
Sweet as a
The years have been short but the were long.

Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet
We fell in a field it seems now a summers passed
When our lines first crossed
We tied them into
And to finally fly
We had to cut off.

Since then it's been a book you in reverse
So you understand less as the turn
Or a movie so
And cast
even I could be the star.

I don't look back as as a rule
And all way before murder was cool
But memory is here and I'd like it to stay
light on a winter day.

Over the you tossed
The of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a
Sweet as a
The years have been short but the days go by
Two loose kites falling the sky
to the ground and an end to flight.