Luyện nghe bài hát The Seas Of Amontillado

Where are you
Why of us following you?

Anywhere you are and you'll be
The shadows from your will return and you will see
You will never escape this
Those feelings are killing you and they are killing
Prisoners' stage mass breakout but that take them a chance
soles for the scoundrels
You're laughing of your but you're doing what it want
Though will spill out in the wind like a smoke
must be more to love than this
Suffering is for the life and happiness
Walls and bridges tumbled down togetherness
Nube solet pulsa ire dies

Please stand up all together now
In your hands you're keeping whole world and our
I dreamed I saw flood
A hard rain fell but no-one understood
That was a time for from sins
And after like an use a sacred wings
Rise to the Heaven to beg for the
But nobody gave them any direct
of them were crying, some of them were trying
To escape from place after they were dying
I stand up on the and said to them all
and sisters don't go with a flow
Now we all must learn how to our own life
'Cause the Earth soon will spill out but the World survive
listened nobody saw me
Water flooded us all and that came from me

If you see the lining of the
And if someone took a burden from shoulders
And if not any soldiers
And if are hurting poetry
And if a border between the and the victim faded away
Everything passed away, you passed

But if you are standing on the stable
And if nobody gonna you to survive
And if loneliness is a synonym of your
And if your hieratic is arousing a laughter
And if a border between the goodness and the badness away
You are in way, you are in your way

out, beware of love which is between us all
We break each others hearts without anymore
There's no for wondering
out, all those people want to stone you
Sometimes we haven't got a about people who we hate
Them life is good but all things pass someday
There's no need to cry, leave them all behind.

the truth go to the dark end
Don't seek a solace in the
at the despicable rituals of funerals
They are the opponents of the crowd
Webbing rhetoric of orators not knowing
Friends, poets, knights, warriors
Cross the border, against the crowds
We lose that's certain
Stand proudly being a losers in the winners'

I am not guide yet, my dear
I ain't gonna change your
Now I do not feel pain or
You can't see it in my
Now I'm to the dark end
the poetry by the words
White dove sleeping in a black
I'm standing the crowds

Anywhere you're going you will escape from this...