Luyện nghe bài hát Swimming Horses

Falling in your, falling in your, in arms, in your arms
Fish on a line, to live on dry land
Thrown back again to
Kinder with poison than pushed down a well or a face burnt to

Feel the cruel stones breaking her
Dead before born, words in ruins but no sound
She's of your shame
She's by your aim

He gives birth to swimming
He birth to swimming horses

Fish on a line, on dry land
But back in the to drown
We
in sky

He gives birth to horses
He gives birth to horses

a ride on the tide with the assassin at your side
The weightlessness under
in slow motion
And washes pointless

He gives birth to swimming
He gives birth to horses

Floating in sky fishes can fly through your arms