Luyện nghe bài hát Carol Masters

(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette)

She sits by the
Stares into the
Just waiting for a foreign sound outside
Far the atmospheres, she is listening for a call
To take her to herself
Oh I you so
He who's Master of the icy shots won't harm you in the
She knows that the pavement's hard, between the stars
To on to Martian-Homesick-City

She is weeping
But there's not a
Just raindrops from the painted ceiling
The dance of the foraging bee will number all the
She has longing for since she was young
"I will not pass this in vain!"
She says, "I'll this kind of rain, I'll break the glass,
find the path."
Yes, Carol wants to go to Mars, back, where the sun
Is sinking to the Channels of

Day breaks the grating
moves a chair
And blisters dazzling on a glass
Take a pill and greet the day for holidays
Why you sleeping at night?!
...Oh I you so!
He who's Master of the icy shots won't you till the evening
We shall meet night, and I kiss you just as tenderly
As kissed the deserts
We meet tomorrow night, and I kiss you just as tenderly
As CYGNUS kissed the