Luyện nghe bài hát A Train Roars

Outside a train roars, the clatter is
Louder than everything, drowns you were saying
And the get on the back of that train
Their clamor is deafening, than everything
And they no warning

And me in my brilliant red
And my shirt hangs at the neck
The train is always passing
The train is always through

Male passengers turn their heads the passage
Of a Duchess running from carriage to carriage
And it ploughs through the city and rides the train
It ploughs a primal instinct to rail against sense

Train is always through
is always passing through
Train is always through
The train is passing through

Come on
on train
Come on

And the on the back of the train
They of greedy sex
Leave a of instinct and [Incomprehensible]

And me in my bloodstained
My hangs open at the neck

It is passing through
It is always through
The train is always passing
The train is always through
Through me, through me, me