Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Victoria

(A Cohen Set To Music)

Victoria,
My and all his tobacco loved you,
I you too in all your forms,
the slim and lovely virgin floating among beer,
the mean of the huge pink maps,
the mourner of a prince.

Victoria,
I am and rainy,
I am dirty as a glass in a train station,
I feel like an empty iron exhibition,
I want on everything,
because my love, she gone with boys.

Victoria,
do you have a punishment the white lace,
will you be short her, will you make her read those little Bibles,
will you spank her with a corset.
I want her pure as power, I want her skin slightly musty petticoats
will you wash the easy out of her head?

Victoria,
I'm not nourished by modern love,
will you come my life
with your sorrow and your carriages,
And your
memories.

Victoria,
the Century belongs to you and me.
Let us be two severe giants not less for our partnership,
who test tubes in the halls of Science,
who turn up at every World's Fair,
heavy proverbs and corrections,
the star-dazed tourists
with our incomparable of loss.