Luyện nghe bài hát The Seas Of Amontillado

Where are you
Why everyone of us following

Anywhere you are and anywhere be
The shadows from your past return and you will see
You will never escape from
Those are killing you and they are killing themselves
Prisoners' stage mass breakout but that don't them a chance
Hammer soles for the
You're of your heart but you're doing what it want
Though everything will spill out in the wind like a
There be more to love than this
is preventing for the life and happiness
Walls and bridges tumbled with togetherness
Nube solet pulsa candidus ire

Please people stand up all now
In your hands you're keeping whole world and our
I dreamed I saw apocalyptic
A hard rain fell but no-one understood
was a time for confession from sins
And after like an angels use a wings
Rise to the Heaven to beg for the
But nobody gave any direct information
Some of them were crying, some of them trying
To escape from this place after they were
I up on the hill and said to them all
and sisters don't go with a flow
Now we all must learn how to protect our own
'Cause the Earth soon will spill out but the will survive
Nobody listened saw me
flooded us all and that dream 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 hangman and the faded away
passed away, you passed away

But if you are standing on the bottom
And if gonna help you to survive
And if is a synonym of your life
And if your hieratic is arousing a laughter
And if a border between the goodness and the faded away
You are in your way, you are in way

out, beware of love which is between us all
We each others hearts without thinking anymore
There's no time for
Look out, all those people to stone you
Sometimes we haven't got a clue people who we hate
Them life is good but all must pass someday
There's no need to cry, better them all behind.

Following the go to the dark end
seek a solace in the World
Look at the rituals of funerals
They are the opponents of the crowd
Webbing rhetoric of not knowing Cicero
Friends, poets, knights, brave
Cross the border, against the crowds
We will that's certain
proudly being a losers in the winners' crowd

I am not your guide yet, my
I ain't change your rights
Now I do not pain or fear
You see it in my eyes
Now I'm going to the end
the poetry by the words
White dove in a black sand
I'm against the crowds

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