Luyện nghe bài hát Point Vicente

She swings on the front
And sweeps her into an empty sky
Of a drowned in the rain
Out where the is as flat as the sea
There's a train out west
And a box of money under the bed

Up through the
And into the city of light
the world spins on a string
The weave of weave meet their fate
Down by the sea in love with the sailor who keeps the light house

Storm comes in, the shore
The duty comes calling
Begging and pleading as she to the floor
She's left

She waits at the
Her come wrapped around her
Where she fell the stoop in the