Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

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

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

A train sleeps in a
The driver guzzles can of lager, lager
To wash away the memories of a night down at the club

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

The sky was black in Lyon
I met the Magdalene
She was paralyzed in a
She to give her name

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

To a of dancing shadows
all the heartache disappears
And glowing tongues 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 hear your

Hear heart
I your heart

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

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

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

On the outskirts of
On the road to somewhere
On the verge of
I'll always take the way

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