Luyện nghe bài hát Vladimir Vladimir

I wouldn't call it dark, one spade, three
I wouldn't call it either, four spades pass, oh
Oh, there go all my
There's someone at the door, was that?

water nearby, I can tell
Drop down to or on by?
Pass on by and the meeting they asked me
If I like to become the conductor of their choir

I believe it, isn't it fantastic?
not art, it's self-defense it, it captures him
He has to capture it back, a power struggle, self-defense
not art, not art, are these your coins? Oh, yeah

Did you sit Are you cold? No, I'm cold
I mean, yes, grainy, I was of something else
Pretty cold, no, don't sound you're reading
It sort of say it

are mountains nearby, like you're moving through the night
I can tell and it's grainy, I can hear the dropping on them
down to or pass on by?
Pass on by has to do with the church
Because it is a choir the church

But they say it doesn't
We sing other songs as well beauty scrutiny
That's a definition of it, I could tell it was beautiful
Before I saw it and I pressed through

The swimming, swimming through
The pins to see and I couldn't see you
Could say one more something
through the graininess of night

I'm longing forward to see you
Now, let the music for a while
Grainy, grainy, this time I to say I love you

And then we moved through a valley
And up into the sky and I said, look, look
But was not a speck to be seen
But water nearby

There is a man, standing in a
Leans on his hoe, down the furrows
Counts on his fingers, one more endless
Of the inarticulate that he borrows

Vladimir, Vladimir, in the field
Till he his sight along the furrows
for the, waiting for the
Waiting for the

Set against the fading
Waiting for his to put the hoe down
Waiting for the, for the
Waiting for the