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 that is bathed in the first blue light
Of the beginning of a at the end of an endless night

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

been spraying us
With in our sleep
Us,
Something about the
Having some of disease
Them, me

CIA foul if you ask the guy
hair dryers 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
That's the truth is at

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

And for a second the is unbelievable
And she's a heavy sack of flour sifted her burden
She's of clean wind for one lean moment
And she's trapped again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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