Luyện nghe bài hát The Feast

There were guests at the table
Misfortune, and sloth
fine, drink the wine
Spill it on the

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

when the feast was over
The withdrew to the fire
Talking proud, laughing out
To pretend, deceive and

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