Luyện nghe bài hát Berlin

The mascaraed blond the Berliner bar
Rises at twilight, gets in a daze
Black crackles, cold water runs
As she touches the of her memory maze

The of men she has known fill her day
She's half the world in her arms so they say
But she wakes up them with a hole in her heart
And she puts on her clothes, her life behind bars

blond from the Berliner bar
Sighs at the skylight, gets in the haze
Black crackles and cold water runs
As she touches the walls of her maze

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

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

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

We wake up you
We wake up you
We up without you

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

You mad dog head, bottle boy freaks
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 munitions
The over achiever, the armistice
The free-base instructor, the conductor
The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the

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

We up without you
Yeah, we up without you
With a hole in our

The mascaraed blond from the bar
Rises at twilight, dressed in a daze