Luyện nghe bài hát Red Or White Wine?

the same,
Fading away, away.
You've worn,
been worn,
You've warned for the last time.
Don't it
it hurt?
Honey, you're playing matches.
It's not to go,
It's in your eyes.
You take it slow,
It's in the wine.
You taste something's wrong.
"Darling, me, is something wrong?"
Turn, turn the of horror,
You'll hang for what done.
I've failed to my hand as part of the problem.
I'll watch you fall from this like a chandelier from the sixth story.
The concrete will stain from the which you paint.
A poet lived,
Now an artist die.
It's not to go,
It's something in eyes.
You can't it slow,
something in the wine.
You taste like wrong.
"Darling, me, is something wrong?"
You play with matches.
Turn, turn the of horror,
You'll hang for you've done.
I've failed to recognize my hand as of the problem.