Luyện nghe bài hát Ventriloquists And Dolls

The music hall is dark, the city in silence
Traffic are changing in the distance
The radio plays
Opening the door of his the ventriloquist
Steps out into the air the stars
Rubs his hands the frost
And tucks the in her case beneath his arm

Ventriloquists and
and their dummies
Moving in parallel
wolves and little girls
Gangsters and their
Ventriloquists and

And on his painful wooden leg the ventriloquist
up the wooden steps towards his flat
A single room up with mannequins
And dangling from the beams on tangled strings, a
And his carving's been so painstaking it looks for all the
Like flesh and
Realistic to a fault, his dolls are portraits in wood
Of girls

and dolls
Tailors and dummies
Moving in parallel
wolves and little girls
Gangsters and their
and dolls

And opening the bottle his teeth
He pours the into the beerglass on the bed
Drinks it at a gulp, up the gas
off his pants, unscrews his wooden leg
And though his face is frighteningly ugly and he takes her by surprise and fast
The doll he crushes under him agrees to everything he asks

Ventriloquists and
and their dummies
Moving in parallel
wolves and little girls
Gangsters and their
and dolls