Luyện nghe bài hát The Pocket Orchestra's Death Song

When Nana asked the pocket orchestra to come and for her
I didn't how to tell her they had broken up again
Who was sent for but a lone

And so he played an air that still like a childhood
She was fooled, but nonetheless she told him it was very good
Empty as evening, I him to work

And there I was, with no one to my name
Alone by years of streamlining
Redialling a number I had kept to order

There is a shallow cutout water
That's by three-story structures
A ghost pleading his by them, woah yeah

That evening, my eyes embarrassed
The pollen the palate
The knew I had been to her
And a death came to life