Luyện nghe bài hát Santies

She was so
her mother, white with time,
her
She was a

She was so
Of everything she
And she did
For her mother, with time

Everything around her
White with
And
Her mother was greedy with

Then she heard of angels
Singing choirs of
angels
Spitting on her failure
stardust of failure
As if it was that didn't work
Any way

The
They closed
And the midwives had their doors
didn't understand
And after all, what was there to
But the
choirs of angels
In a
No, more than a
It was a
A made in the grave

In the shivering
The searching of the river
That bullet of
That
Found her so and sure
Sick and tired of she saw
But cockleshell and

Sure of the world had offered a tired soul
istanbul to madrid
From reykjavik, to
To leipzig, to
To shanghai, penh
All so that it would be a world
A strong, though loving,
To die in