Luyện nghe bài hát Tamburitza Lingua

A cold and lonely in an old New York hotel
A stranger to a city she used to know so well
Bathing in a bathroom that is in the first blue light
Of the beginning of a at the end of an endless night

Then she is wet behind the ears and wafting down the
hour, post-rain shower
Stillness seeping upwards steam
From molten sewer summer in New York

They've been us
chemicals in our sleep
Us,
Something the mosquitoes
some kind of disease
Them, me

CIA foul if you ask the guy
Selling hair out of a gym bag
Chemical

"I'm you, lab rat to lab rat", he says
"That's the truth is at"
That's where the is at
where the truth is at

And everything seems to gone terribly wrong that can
But one breath at a is an acceptable plan
She herself and the air is still there
And this morning even breathable

And for a second the relief is
And she's a heavy sack of flour her burden lifted
She's full of wind for one lean moment
And then she's again

Reverted, and contorted
no way to get free
And she's getting plenty of kisses
But nobody's her the key

Her whole is a long list of what ifs
And she doesn't know where to begin
And the pageantry of suffering
television

TV is, after all, the modern day roman
Human devastation as entertainment
And now millions sit jeering cheering
The bloodthirsty of the patriarchal arrangement

She is a cab
She is down the avenue
She's 19 on 30

Or maybe she's 30 now
It's to say
It's to keep up with time once it's on its way

And, you know, she never had much of a
into a family built like an avalanche
And somewhere in the between the Oat Bran and the Ozone
She started to figure out like why

One eye pointed upwards for the holes in the sky
One eye on the little flashing red
A Picasso face twisted and listing the canvas
Of the end of an endless

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
And Kerplooey done
done for, you're done for good
So tell me did
Did you do, did you do all you