Luyện nghe bài hát Pink Bullets

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

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

of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite first crossed
We tied them knots
And to fly apart
We had to cut off.

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

I don't look back as much as a
And all this way murder was cool
But your memory is and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a day.

Over the ramparts you
The of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a
as a song
The have been short but the days go slowly by
Two kites falling from the sky
to the ground and an end to flight.