Luyện nghe bài hát Berlin

The blond from the Berliner bar
Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a
Black leather crackles, cold water
As she touches the walls of her maze

The shadows of men she has fill her day
She's held half the in her arms so they say
But she wakes up without them a hole in her heart
And she puts on her clothes, lives her life behind

Mascaraed from the Berliner bar
Sighs at the skylight, lost in the haze
Black leather crackles and cold runs
As she touches the walls of her maze

Someone got in no man's land
Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of hands
Nobody whose side he was on
It's a that you take in no man's land

Nobody knows made him decide
To run for and to certain suicide
they turn off the guns and his fingers uncurl
He's a photograph of a Berlin party girl

Come in your checkpoints on your lonely roads
Come in from your ditches in your fields
Where light from a rifle sight
Makes the day and the day too bright, too bright

We up without you
We wake up you
We up without you

We up without you
With a hole in our
With a in our hearts

You mad dog head, bottle boy freaks
In martens and khaki drunk on
You stare at yourself in the flush of dawn
Terrified, sunken eyed, withered and

The butcher, the baker, the maker
The achiever, the armistice breaker
The instructor, the lightning conductor
The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the

The black market mailer, the quick an the
The spotlight dancer, the and the dead
The quick and the dead, the and the dead

We up without you
Yeah, we wake up you
With a in our hearts

The blond from the Berliner bar
Rises at twilight, gets in a daze