Luyện nghe bài hát Vladimir Vladimir

I call it dark, one spade, three spades
I call it light either, four spades pass, oh
Oh, there go all my
There's someone at the door, was that?

There's nearby, I can tell
Drop to or pass on by?
Pass on by and after the meeting asked me
If I would like to the conductor of their choir

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

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

There are nearby, like you're moving through the night
I can tell and it's grainy, I can hear the coins dropping on
Drop 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 without
That's a true definition of it, I could tell it was
Before I saw it and I pressed through

The tourists swimming, through
The freezing to see and I couldn't see you
Could say one more silent
Pressing the graininess of night

I'm really forward to see you
Now, let the play for a while
Grainy, grainy, time I remembered to say I love you

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

There is a man, standing in a
on his hoe, stares down the furrows
Counts on his fingers, one more flight
Of the inarticulate soul that he

Vladimir, Vladimir, standing in the
he lines his sight along the furrows
Waiting for the, for the
Waiting for the

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