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 of the huge pink maps
The mourner of a prince

Queen Victoria, I am and rainy
I am dirty as a glass in a train station
I feel like an empty cast iron
I ornaments on everything
Because my love, she gone other boys

Queen Victoria, do you have a punishment under the 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 musty with petticoats
Will you wash the easy out of her head?

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

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

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