Luyện nghe bài hát Clara

This is not a doll
Dipped in in the moonlight
Like what in America
is us
Our snagged
Dipped in mob in the
Like happen in America
The breasts are heavy
The legs and straight
The upper lip remains
The teeth are too
The eyeside is
The long and black
coming through
Still through
She this room
She can navigate it in the
She entered the Palazzo at night by a door
To ascend to a lift in the floor
She on the bed
Looking up not yet
The signs of the zodiac in gold
On the blue vaulted
His enormous eyes as he
Coming in the surrounding darkness
His strange about the moon
Its influence upon men of
The of its cold light on your face
While you were
She'll eclipse it with her
Stroke him he sleeps
Until he has nothing to do among men of
Sometime before
Her bare cross the floor
She gazes the window
At the fountain in the
Sometimes I feel a swallow
A which by some mistake
Has into an attic
And knocks its against the walls in terror
This is not a rabbit
a body of silver
Like what in America
The are still heavy
The legs and straight
The upper lip short
The are too small
The is green
The hair and black
Still coming
Still through
The mood soon
In the morning air
A man came up the body
And poked it a stick
It swiftly
And around at the end of the rope
Finer than a hair from every
Finer a hair


This is just a doll
Dipped in in the moonlight
is just a cornhusk doll
This in my room
A little was trapped
It flew desperately
Until it fell on my bed
I it up
So as not to it
I the window
Then I opened my