Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

A spider wanders within the warmth of a shadow
Not the regal creature of caves
But the poor, misguided, less familiar
Of obscure Scottish poet

The crawls from the canal like some primordial phantom of romance
To curl, under a cascade of pollen
I sit tied to the phone like an expectant father
Your will rot in a vase

A train in a siding
The driver guzzles can of lager, lager
To wash the memories of a Friday night down at the club

She was a at sixteen
She'll be a at thirty four
Her mother calls her
Her said, "A whore"

The sky was Bible in Lyon
When I met the
She was in a streetlight
She to give her name

And a ring of violet
They were upon her arm
Two francs for sanctuary
And she led me by the

To a room of shadows
all the heartache disappears
And from glowing tongues of
I her whisper in my ear

"'J'entend ton coeur"
"'J'entend ton coeur"
I can hear your
I can your heart
I can hear your

your heart
I your heart

It's getting late, for scribbling and on the paper
Something's gonna under this pressure
And the are already beginning to show

It's too
The career girl never boarded the plane
They this could never happen again
Oh, so wrong, so

This time it seems to be another rendezvous
This time, it's looking another misplaced rendezvous
you
The of you, you

On the outskirts of
On the ring to somewhere
On the of indecision
I'll take the roundabout way

on the rain
For I was with a habit from a sign
The habit of the windswept
And the sign of the
on me