Luyện nghe bài hát St. Matthew

She walks around on brass rings that touch her feet
She in conversations that never are complete
And looking over past things that she has done
She herself, "St Matthew" when she is on the run

She down to gather partly shattered men
And knows that when it's it will start again
the times she smiled it was a portrait of the sun
She herself, "St Matthew" when she is on the run

Part of it is and knowing how to steal
But most if it is weariness from standing up, not to kneel

She discovered three new that she could help the dead
Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she
Then standing in a landslide, she becomes
A girl named "St Matthew", when she is on the run

Part of it is loneliness and knowing how to
But most if it is weariness standing up, trying not to kneel

She discovered three new ways she could help the dead
Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you she said
Then in a landslide she suddenly becomes
A girl named "St Matthew", when she is on the run