Luyện nghe bài hát Count Of Tuscany

Several years ago in a town
Far away from home I met the Count of
A young eccentric man bred royal blood
Took me for a across the open countryside

Get my car, let's go for a drive
Along the way I'll be your guide, just inside
Maybe recall a cannibal curator
A character inspired by my brother's

Winding through the hills, city far
On and on we down narrow streets and dusty roads
At last we came a picturesque estate
On sprawling emerald fields, an ancient world of times by

Let me my brother
A gentleman, historian
Sucking on his pipe, accent
me uptight, no accident

I wanna stay
Everything about this place just doesn't feel
I, I wanna die
Suddenly I'm for my life

I say goodbye
This could be the time you see me alive
I, I may not
Knew it from the we arrived

Would you like to see our secret place?
I come here at night to pray to him by candlelight
Then through the glass I saw with disbelief
Still dressed in royal clothes the saint behind the

History recalls during of war
Legend has been traced back inside castle walls
The soldiers came to hide in barrels filled with
Never to escape, these tombs of oak are where died

Down the stairs I disappear
Like the angel's share the end is
Come and a taste, a rare vintage
All the finest wines with age

I wanna alive
Everything this place just doesn't feel right
I, I don't die
Suddenly I'm for my life

I wanna say
This could be the last time you see me
I, I may not
Knew it from the moment we

Could this be the Is this the way I die?
here alone, no one by my side
I don't understand, I don't feel that I this
What did I do wrong? I just don't
I don't understand

Give me one more chance, let me explain
It's all been circumstance, I'll you once again
You me for a ride promising a vast adventure
The next that I know I'm frightened for my life

Now wait a man, that's not how it is
You be confused, that isn't who I am
Please be afraid, I would never try to hurt you
This is how we live strange although it please try to forgive

The chapel and the saint, the soldiers and the
The fables and the tales all handed down through
Of course free to go, go and tell the world my story
Tell my brother, tell them about me, the Count of Tuscany