Luyện nghe bài hát Volumes

Borrowed grapes from stores of
Put plastic back where sold
Men in quarries their bomb
One, two, three, a new

the bottle, is it full?
Have you which pin to pull?
Boys in shirts get dirty
Smoke kills on the sands

They have pages, they ages to read and to learn
They're heavy to carry and easy to
Volumes have secrets, them on holiday
Book them a room, them a moment, swallow their swoon

Pretty all in a row
Flowers who seem to grow
Finding the pearls then finding the
Then the water is wood

The something I wanted has flown by
It looked at me and told me to try
I it's a message from someone obscure
I it's the man next door