Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Victoria

Queen Victoria, my father and all his tobacco you
I love you too in all your
The slim and lovely virgin floating among beer
The mean governess of the huge maps
The mourner of a prince

Queen Victoria, I am cold and
I am dirty as a glass roof in a train
I feel like an empty iron exhibition
I ornaments on everything
Because my love, she gone with other

Queen Victoria, do you have a under the white lace
Will you be short with her? Will you make her read those little
you spank her with a mechanical corset?
I want her pure as power, I want her skin slightly musty petticoats
you wash the easy bidet out of her head?

Queen Victoria, I'm not much by modern love
Will you come into my life, with your sorrow and black carriages
And perfect memories?

Queen Victoria, the century belongs to you and me
Let us be two severe giants not lonely for our partnership
Who discolor test in the halls of science
Who turn up at every world's fair

with proverbs and corrections
Confusing the tourists
With our sense of loss