Luyện nghe bài hát Vanessa's Father

vanessa's father, who to be alone,
works of art,
which he'd paint in a cottage of stone.
one day I inside, and I was unaware,
of what I was to find,
the pictures they opened up my mind.
I saw sculptured of young intertwined,
and on bodies he had signed his name,
so I left that place, with a look upon my face.
I was fifteen, he had a certain charm,
the way he smiled at me, and the way that he'd touch my arm.
and somehow we would be alone,
when it was to take me home and so we'd speed through the
countryside,
in his convertible ride.
father was driving me home at night,
and I never a word, oh but somehow we just got here,
her father, was me home at night,
when I think back to then, I would count the days till I see him
again, oh no, oh no, oh no.
another weekend, strange thoughts of me,
is it Vanassa, whom I am really there to see,
I'd a cigarette, I thought so secretly,
but the door it gently opened and he stood smiling down at me.
Then he pushed me backwards the wall,
I up cos hes so tall and then he stared into my eyes,
and me so hard, I cried.
Vanassa's father, was sleeping me at night,
and I never a word, oh but somehow we just got here,
her father, was sleeping me at night,
when I think back to then, I would the days till I could go there
again,
oh no oh no, oh no.
The shaft of would fall against my skin,
that would seem to him but I am too young to use these
qualitiess,
you bitch, I must be evil I be tainted,
he breathed against the girl hes painted a times I gave up,
and put out to him.
now this is present time, back on history,
oh and it seems so clear, has been planned out for me,
my husband smiles at me, sends for me to see,
I can't my past,
cos,
father is married to me.