Luyện nghe bài hát Tamburitza Lingua

A cold and lonely in an old New York hotel
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 century at the end of an endless

she is wet behind the ears and wafting down the avenue
Pre-rush hour, shower
Stillness upwards like steam
From another sewer summer in New York

been spraying us
With chemicals in our
Us,
Something the mosquitoes
Having some kind of
Them, me

CIA foul if you ask the guy
Selling dryers out of a gym bag
warfare

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

And everything seems to have terribly wrong that can
But one breath at a is an acceptable plan
She tells herself and the air is still
And morning it's even breathable

And for a the relief is unbelievable
And she's a heavy sack of flour sifted her lifted
She's full of clean wind for one moment
And she's trapped again

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

Her whole life is a long list of ifs
And she doesn't even know where to
And the of suffering therein
television

TV is, after all, the day roman coliseum
Human as mass entertainment
And now sit jeering collectively cheering
The bloodthirsty hierarchy of the patriarchal

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

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

And, you know, she never had much of a
Born into a family built like an
And somewhere in the 80's between the Oat Bran and the
She started to figure out like why

One eye pointed upwards looking for the in the sky
One eye on the flashing red light
A Picasso twisted and listing down the canvas
Of the end of an endless

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