Luyện nghe bài hát Cymbaline

The path you is narrow
And the drop is shear and high
The all are watching
From a point nearby

creeping
Like a tube-train up spine
Will the reach the end
Will the final rhyme

And it's high time,
It is time, Cymbaline
wake me

A butterfly broken wings
Is falling by your
The all are closing in
There's nowhere you can

manager and agent
Are both busy on the
Selling colored
To back home

And it's high time,
It is time, Cymbaline
wake me

The converging where you stand
They must have moved the plane
The leaves are heavy your feet
You hear the thunder of the

And it strikes you
That they're moving range
And Doctor
Is always size

And high time, Cymbaline
It is high time,
Please me

And it's high time,
It is time, Cymbaline
Please me