Luyện nghe bài hát Tamburitza Lingua

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

Then she is wet behind the ears and down the avenue
Pre-rush hour, post-rain
Stillness seeping upwards like
From another sewer summer in New York

They've been us
With chemicals in our
Us,
Something about the
Having kind of disease
Them, me

CIA play 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"
where the truth is at
That's the truth is at

And everything to have gone terribly wrong that can
But one breath at a time is an plan
She tells herself and the air is there
And this morning it's breathable

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

Reverted, caged and
With no way to get
And she's getting of little kisses
But slippin' her the key

Her whole is a long list of what ifs
And she doesn't even where to begin
And the of suffering therein
Rivals

TV is, all, the modern day roman coliseum
devastation as mass entertainment
And now millions sit jeering collectively
The bloodthirsty hierarchy of the arrangement

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

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

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

One eye upwards looking for the holes in the sky
One eye on the little red light
A Picasso face and listing down the canvas
Of the end of an night

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