Luyện nghe bài hát Brandenburg Gate

I would cut my and tits off
When I of Boris Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the
It me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle of Moreau
Oh it be lovely
I was thinking Lorre
things got pretty gory as I
Crossed to the Gate
I was snappy perhaps Id been napping
And Id ate
A following can tear you apart
On a midnight to 8
A graveyard can only give one chance
As the weave and breathe
Feeling happy when my heart got
On a afternoon
I dreamt of breezes going the treeses
And stars were illumed
I have three hearts that I apart
to relate
To normal and the nightime reelings
And absynthe drunk so late
The cook got drunk and all the they shrunk
Onto the size of dessert
But me Im happy cause I got my nappy
And some to set me straight
Im just a small girl who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks hold me straight
Straight up to illusion and fantasys
Of mixed with drink
Im just a small town girl whos give life a whirl
Looking at the Gate