Luyện nghe bài hát The Curse

He his eyes
in love at first sight
With the in the doorway
beautiful lines
Heart of life
After of years, what a face to wake up to

He holds back a
As she his arm
She off the bed where til now he's been sleeping
Under mires of
The dry fig of his
scarab and bone
Starts to its beating

She him home
In a boat
He the sea from a porthole in stowage
He can hear all she
As she by his bed
And one day his lips her
In her own
The quickly pass
He loves making her
The time he moves it's her hair that he touches
She "Are you cursed?"
He "I think that I'm cured."
Then he talks of the Nile and the girls in ?bull

In New York he is
In a glass case
He he is dead
crowd round to see him
But at she comes round
And the two wander the halls of the tomb
she calls a museum
But he stops to
Then and less
Then it's her looks tired
Staying up questions
He how to read
the papers that she is writing about him
Then he makes
his face on her book
More to look
from Iowa
Upper
Then one day it's too
He to get up
as chaos ensues he walks outside to find her
She is using a
And her face too pale
But happy to see him
As walk he supports her
She "Are you cursed?"
But his is obscured
In a of flashbulbs
Rowdy

Such
The two the nation
He out of limos
Meets women
He of her fondly
nights in the museum
She's just one more rag now dragging behind him
She stops out
She just lies in bed
In in whatever towns they are speaking
her face starts to set
And her hands start to
Then one day the dry fig of her heart stops its

ago on the ship
She why pyramids
He said "Think of as an immense invitation."
She "Are you cursed?"
He says "I think I'm cured."
Then he kissed her and
That she'd that question