Luyện nghe bài hát Take This Waltz

(after Lorca)
Now in there's ten pretty women
There's a shoulder where comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred
There's a where the doves go to die
There's a piece that was from the morning
And it in the Gallery of Frost
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I you, I want you
On a chair with a magazine
In the cave at the tip of the
In some hallways where love's never
On a bed the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with and sand
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this
its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, waltz
With its own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging its in the sea
a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand
There's a bar where the have stopped talking
been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to picture
With a garland of freshly cut
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take waltz
Take this it's been dying for years
There's an attic where children are
Where got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian
In the mist of sweet afternoon
And see what you've chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and lilies of snow
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, this waltz
With its "I'll forget you, you know!"
This waltz, waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...
And I'll dance with you in
I'll be wearing a disguise
The hyacinth on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of thighs
And bury my soul in a scrapbook,
the photographs there, and the moss
And yield to the flood of your beauty
My violin and my cross
And you'll me down on your dancing
To the pools that you on your wrist
Oh my love, Oh my
Take waltz, take this waltz
It's yours now. all that there is