Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Afternoon

The afternoon
Is around us
The are done

The buildings
as our mountains
Slice the windows
And cut off the sun

On such I find
I am longing for Puerto
Though I never would
you are free

But when I the Aguinaldo
My a little lighter
And we dance Aurea and me

In my life, I've
Unlucky with two
Gumersindo his
Rum and women

that hypocrite who beat you
And preached about
Has gone and so Sunday ends

And tomorrow is
working Monday
I'm still for
The they promised me

There's a job as
I would not have to for
If I could the language easily

But I Aurea
The barrio's
Are our own nation
Sometimes, I hear you run

And I view my with resignation
Keep your near you
Time is an ocean of tears