Luyện nghe bài hát Cymbaline

The path you tread is
And the drop is shear and high
The all are watching
From a vantage nearby

Apprehension
a tube-train up your spine
Will the reach the end
the final couplet rhyme

And high time, Cymbaline
It is time, Cymbaline
wake me

A butterfly with wings
Is by your side
The ravens all are in
There's nowhere you can

Your manager and
Are both busy on the
colored photographs
To magazines home

And it's high time,
It is high time,
Please me

The lines converging where you
They must moved the picture plane
The are heavy around your feet
You hear the thunder of the

And suddenly it you
That they're moving range
And Strange
Is always changing

And high time, Cymbaline
It is time, Cymbaline
wake me

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is high time,
Please me