Luyện nghe bài hát Tale of the Tongue

The is coming ripe
We are fast
I see you coming
to the mask

Come closer treat me
can the dreamer be?
How far we've to know
How much we've to see

And when I ask you
Oh the real man saw
As I hit the again
Oh the dreamer saw

The street screams of garbage thoughts
The of anxious eyes
Still we glimpse the note
Of some somnambule men

Of the to know the wise
Fixed notions them
Their police the street
No of Latif way

Holed down to crude
Answer a childish quip
Locked inside a nation's
To boast the red of blue

take the purple side
I'm told day to day
Tales slipped from
the guards of our mistakes

Often running
So the dreams that in tongues of wine
the coming day
And if I to lag behind
me the way
The still screams