Luyện nghe bài hát The Feast

There many guests at the table
Misfortune, jealousy and
fine, drink the wine
Spill it on the

What a surprise for you to come to
through the eyes that you've grown used to
It's impossible, yes I know, It's too too, I admit
unforgivable, but I have nothing to lose

Then when the was over
The guests to the fire
Talking proud, out loud
To pretend, and admire

danced on the Persian rug
The cats down drunk in the chair
They reverted to women and men
If you had been there