Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal

Avalanche looms
flies overhead
Important man sits by the
out of the first class window

Images run by, thousand miles an
But the time far away
Folding clothes in a folding
Folding money in a

Time to let off some
to let off some steam
All your notebooks get thrown
And you start your clean

Crystal glass up in a row
Watched over by the G.I.
Sugar in your coffee doesn't taste quite
Feeling the effects for a thousand nights

When falls in its grave
throws on the dirt
You realize the finest in life
Are the that can never be hurt

Shatters your brain in a tiny pieces
The sounds you hear aren't coming out
You think it might be mystic, you think I might be
The crystal in your china is breaking in a million tiny pieces