Luyện nghe bài hát Clara

This is not a doll
in blood in the moonlight
Like what happen in
is us
Our snagged
Dipped in mob in the
Like happen in America
The breasts are still
The long and straight
The upper lip remains
The are too small
The is green
The hair and black
coming through
Still through
She this room
She can it in the dark
She entered the Palazzo at night by a side
To ascend to a in the upper floor
She on the bed
Looking up not yet
The signs of the zodiac in gold
On the blue vaulted
His eyes as he arrives
nearer in the surrounding darkness
His beliefs about the moon
Its influence men of affairs
The of its cold light on your face
While you sleeping
eclipse it with her head
Stroke him while he
Until he has to do among men of affairs
before dawn
Her bare feet the floor
She gazes from the
At the in the courtyard
Sometimes I feel like a
A swallow which by some
Has into an attic
And knocks its head against the walls in
is not a rabbit skinned
With a body of
Like what happen in
The breasts are heavy
The legs long and
The lip remains short
The are too small
The is green
The hair and black
Still through
Still through
The mood soon
In the morning air
A man came up towards the
And poked it a stick
It rocked
And twisted at the end of the rope
Finer a hair from every side
Finer than a


This is just a doll
Dipped in in the moonlight
is just a cornhusk doll
This morning in my
A swallow was trapped
It around desperately
Until it fell on my bed
I it up
So as not to it
I the window
I opened my hand