Luyện nghe bài hát Winter

The sun,
it took the hand,
Of a boy,
To a in a far off land.

We no mark,
No at all,
On the ancient streets,
I learned to crawl.

at the bruised,
The and the used,
The sure and all here

will land on me,
Then me,
Mangle, me,
Leave me on the

Rhymes sprang in me,
Summer in me,
But summer in me no more.

Now I'm 25,
I'm to stay alive,
In a of the world,
With no enemies to fight.

It's hot as hell, We're like butter on toast But there's no army in this world, can fight a ghost.

at the bruised,
The and the used,
The sure and all here

Birds will on me,
abandon me,
me stranded,
[..] on the door.

Rhymes in me,
Summer in me,
But summer in me no more.