Luyện nghe bài hát Rebecca

Cry
Of the tonight
Motorcycle
Through the

Nailed to
miles away
not me
Well, I I am superhero
When I take you by the
All the words are dead in a blow

Streets open space
Dark, they the face
Of the

Smell of
My machine
For generation
We like king and queen in our
And I there is no end
Till we moving than wind blow

She through the glass
are cold
Merging and

We're chasing the end of line
We're the ones who are faster than time, time
We're chasing the end of line
We're the ones who are faster than time, time