Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Women Of Wongo

From the foggy woggy of the Limpopo river
There come the sounds of female ecstasy, I
Wet and their cries caress my swollen ears
With building fears of this forgotten of years

Visions of furious fire-goddesses blunt spits
Figments of erotic with all branches of the armed forces
Surrounding, abounding they stoop to
sighs and anxious whispers in a slow, steady rhythm

Wild of Wongo
How does their go?
Makin' me more
women!

No man can say no
Wild women of
How their song go?
this

On the dank, steaming shores of
black sand beaches so bongo
Patterned with leech creatures
branded with cicatrix features
That once screeched the heart of the Congo

Stacked and berserk, they tower and flail all
Wailing sounds in tongues only
Insects would or figure out
Wild, willing, wenches strutting and struggling as yank hanks of hair
Rooting and rutting in heat as the earth heaves beneath feet

Wild of Wongo
How does song go?
me want more
women!

No man can say no
Wild of Wongo
How their song go?
this

And so on and on the lores of go
Throughout the sands of
their song of love so rare
To only the chosen who dare

The course of events, time time
The tradition remains the
A scream, one of pure ecstasy, rings out
And then it came, the sacrifice

Their wasp waisted figures and twine
Their sting is and I know I'm in for mine
How can I resist this onslaught of
From over, under, from behind and above
I wish I could be their Wongo King, if only I knew the song to

Wild women of
How does song go?
me want more
women!

No man can say no
Wild women of
How does song go?
this