Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Windows

I reviewed my past wicked windows framed in silver
And hung in toughened glass, upon my face, around and
Now and then, of men who loved me
No stolen kiss could match march on hot coals for me

I have walked a line faint and narrow, hard to follow
up in circumstance, harsh truth for history to mellow
Through my eyes, loyalties and obligation
Obedience, the fellow

not remember me, don't miss my passing
Fierce winter to ruffle my icy sleep
We never vanish, no wet soft surrender
Still waiting, bad blood running in families

I laughed like any child although you find that strange
And Christmas was my holiday
Christmas was my holiday

I am not in seeing the world through wicked windows
While others hide likewise behind vulnerable squinting
It's in the stare, it's in the silent
you bare, I offer you no more disguising

Better not remember me, miss my passing
Fierce winter fails to ruffle my icy
We quite vanish, no wet soft surrender
Same bad blood in new families