Luyện nghe bài hát Berlin

The mascaraed blond from the bar
Rises at twilight, gets in a daze
Black leather crackles, water runs
As she touches the walls of her maze

The of men she has known fill her day
She's held half the in her arms so they say
But she wakes up without them a hole in her heart
And she puts on her clothes, lives her life behind

Mascaraed blond the Berliner bar
Sighs at the skylight, gets lost in the
leather crackles and cold water runs
As she touches the walls of her maze

Someone got in no man's land
Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of hands
Nobody whose side he was on
It's a risk that you in no man's land

Nobody knows what made him
To run for and to certain suicide
When they turn off the guns and his uncurl
He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin girl

in from your checkpoints on your lonely roads
Come in from your ditches in your silent
Where light from a rifle sight
Makes the darkness day and the day too bright, too

We wake up you
We wake up you
We wake up you

We wake up you
With a in our hearts
With a hole in our

You mad dog shaven head, bottle boy
In martens and khaki drunk on
You stare at yourself in the cruel of dawn
Terrified, sunken eyed, and drawn

The butcher, the baker, the maker
The achiever, the armistice breaker
The free-base instructor, the lightning
The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the

The black mailer, the quick an the dead
The spotlight dancer, the and the dead
The quick and the dead, the quick and the

We wake up you
Yeah, we wake up you
a hole in our hearts

The blond from the Berliner bar
at twilight, gets dressed in a daze