Luyện nghe bài hát WINGS

Day by day.
The gains on me.
Day by day.
The gains on me.

Purchased of flabby wings.
I to doing some HOVERING.
is a list of incorrect things.

HOVERED outside a study.
An academic his chin,
sent in the of some cheap magazines.
His academic rust, not burn them up.

some gremlins.
To get me clear of the routes.
I them off with stuffing from my wings.
They had some fun with those airline snobs.

The stuffing made me hit a timelock.
I ended up in the sixties.
been there for one hundred and twenty five years.
A small alteration of the past. Can turn into space.

Ended up Ardwick Bridge.
With some veterans the U.S. Civil War.
were under Irish patronage.
We dead a stupid sergeant,
but I got hit in the crossfire.
The lucky hit made me hit a lock.

But, I got back.
The place I made the purchase, no longer
I'd erased it the bridge.

Day by day.
The moon towards me
By things.
The moon towards me.

So now I in ditches.
And hide away nosey kids.
The wings rot and feather me.
The wings rot and right under me.
A small of the past.
Can time into space.
touches can alter more than a mere decade.

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