Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Victoria

Queen Victoria, my father and all his tobacco you
I you too in all your forms
The slim and lovely virgin among German beer
The mean of the huge pink 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 want ornaments on
Because my love, she gone other boys

Queen Victoria, do you have a punishment the white lace
you be short with 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 with petticoats
Will you wash the bidet out of her head?

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

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

Heavy proverbs and corrections
Confusing the star-dazed
With our sense of loss