Luyện nghe bài hát Rome

We pulled Rome
With blood in our
After days of
of lies
Taking our
Turns at the
booze
And pot and
Anything not to
No one had
No one had
Our bodies bad
Our spirits beaten
we dragged
All of us
As we staggered through
Blaming the
Blaming the
For worship of
Blaming the
And blaming brothers
And quite looking
in the heart
And minute by
Growing apart

Julia,
Where have you
Why have you
Off of my
Julia,
Where is your
Where have you
all of my luck?

But old bull fighters
Their grave in sight
Must search they unearth
One last bull to
And so it was us
So to the end
One last to tell
One last hill to
One glance to
One to strum
One untruth to be
One song to be sung
And you, the most
Most driven, most
of a bastard
I have seen
And you and your
A good bitch of the
So to the end
Nothing to defile
And me in the
Along for the
The distraction
From
And knowing our
No one
From
And
'Till remained

Julia,
Where have you
Why you vanished
Off of my
Julia,
Where is truck?
Where have you
all of my luck?

And now in this
Miles from
Miles anything
Miles from
Rome was a
was a scream
Rome was the
eye movement
To this
We scattered like
pieces of dust
Warriors
Their and shields rust
And now as we
To couches and
To and appointments
Let us to the rocks
Let us to the sand
To the winds have blowed us
Let us to the rivers
Let us to the road

And if you travel far
From conscience or greed
Have one piece of
That I you should heed
If ever travels
you this far from home
Consult map carefully
Stear of Rome

Julia,
Where have you
Why have you
Off of my
Julia,
is your truck?
Where you driven
With all of my