Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my legs and off
When I think of Boris Karloff and
In the of the moon
It me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the of Doctor Moreau
Oh it be lovely
I was thinking Peter
When things got gory as I
to the Brandenburg Gate
I was feeling snappy perhaps Id been
And Id ate
A following heart can you apart
On a midnight to 8
A graveyard romance can give one chance
As the tombstones weave and
Feeling happy when my got beating
On a Sunday
I of breezes going through the treeses
And were still illumed
I have three hearts that I keep
to relate
To feelings and the nightime reelings
And absynthe drunk so late
The cook got drunk and all the whores shrunk
Onto the size of plates
But me Im happy cause I got my nappy
And some opium to set me
Im just a small town girl who to give it a whirl
While my looks hold me straight
Straight up to illusion and fantasys
Of mixed with drink
Im just a small town girl whos give life a whirl
Looking at the Gate