Luyện nghe bài hát Red... (Em)

In the room, on the red wall Rosalyn,
and the scent from the petals of the flowers the room but you are not here.

On the velvet as the dreams that turned to ashes quietly
I a local movie. The reason to laugh is seeing you on screen.

The moon-shaped lamp shines red.
Goodbye... My to my dearest girl.

The decorations of perfumes in the sink, the black and white cries.
What you see is everything and no reason to that.

Cut down your wings.
It's on you.
Cut your discomfort wings.
To a tomorrow can't be reached.

sing the church choir at the newly built church.
When I walk past it, my heart screams.

There's no the Past, the Present, or the Future.
Will only the be led to salvation? That's stupid.

Why we be perfect? Why can't it be?

The go round that goes around and around and around has dried you up.
I hold in my hand, a picture of you and an ice pick.

Cut down discomfort wings.
Be freer.
Cut down your wings.
But keep the closed.