Luyện nghe bài hát Whistle Clock

Laughing bright in the grass
I smelled your as your body passed
dreading Monday at noon
you''ll be here none too soon

The of a supple woman
The of a dog
soaking in simple
Like a in the fog

I saw pressure come out
I cut you and let it out
Then comes the stroke again
compressing like oxygen

The purr of a lover
The curve of a
soaking in pleasure
a crack in the fog

You may serve them
you may serve their
but when the working day
I you sweetly goodnight

You duck your head the Banchee screams
and pray for days shorter than they
comes the whistle clock again
you wanna leave but your can''t bend

Still serving
roses and red