Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my legs and off
When I think of Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the
It me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle of Doctor
Oh wouldnt it be
I was thinking Peter
When things got gory as I
Crossed to the Gate
I was feeling perhaps Id been napping
And Id ate
A following can tear you apart
On a midnight to 8
A graveyard romance can give one chance
As the tombstones weave and
Feeling when my heart got beating
On a afternoon
I dreamt of breezes through the treeses
And stars still illumed
I three hearts that I keep apart
to relate
To normal feelings and the reelings
And some absynthe drunk so
The cook got drunk and all the they shrunk
Onto the of dessert plates
But me Im cause I got my little nappy
And some opium to set me
Im a small town girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my still hold me straight
up to illusion and fantasys fusion
Of reality with drink
Im a small town girl whos gonna give life a whirl
Looking at the Gate