Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

A wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow
Not the regal of border caves
But the poor, misguided, less familiar
Of some obscure poet

The mist crawls the canal like some primordial phantom of romance
To curl, a cascade of neon pollen
I sit tied to the phone like an expectant father
Your will rot in a vase

A sleeps in a siding
The driver guzzles another can of lager,
To wash away the of a Friday night down at the club

She was a wallflower at
She'll be a wallflower at four
Her mother calls her
Her said, "A whore"

The sky was Bible in Lyon
I met the Magdalene
She was in a streetlight
She to give her name

And a ring of bruises
They pinned upon her arm
Two hundred francs for
And she led me by the

To a room of shadows
all the heartache disappears
And from glowing of candles
I heard her in my ear

"'J'entend ton coeur"
"'J'entend ton coeur"
I can your heart
I can your heart
I can your heart

your heart
I hear heart

It's getting late, for scribbling and scratching on the
Something's gonna under this pressure
And the cracks are beginning to show

too late
The weekend girl never boarded the plane
They said this could never happen
Oh, so wrong, so

This time it seems to be misplaced rendezvous
This time, it's looking like misplaced rendezvous
you
The of you, you

On the of nowhere
On the ring road to
On the verge of
I'll take the roundabout way

Waiting on the
For I was with a habit from a sign
The of the windswept thumb
And the sign of the
on me