Luyện nghe bài hát Whistle Clock

Laughing eyed in the grass
I smelled scent as your body passed
Monday at Sunday noon
you''ll be returning here none too

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

I saw come pouring out
I cut you and let it out
Then the piston stroke again
compressing muscle oxygen

The purr of a perfect
The curve of a
soaking in simple
a crack in the fog

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

You duck your head when the Banchee
and pray for days shorter they seem
then comes the clock again
you wanna leave but your legs bend

serving roses
serving and red