Luyện nghe bài hát Berlin

The mascaraed blond from the bar
Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a
Black leather crackles, water runs
As she touches the walls of her memory

The shadows of men she has known her day
She's held half the world in her so they say
But she wakes up without them a hole in her heart
And she puts on her clothes, lives her behind bars

Mascaraed from the Berliner bar
Sighs at the skylight, gets in the haze
Black leather crackles and cold runs
As she touches the of her memory maze

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

Nobody knows what made him
To run for freedom and to certain
When they turn off the guns and his uncurl
He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin girl

Come in from your checkpoints on your roads
Come in from your ditches in your silent
Where intensified light from a rifle
Makes the day and the day too bright, too bright

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

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

You mad dog head, bottle boy freaks
In martens and khaki drunk on
You stare at in the cruel flush of dawn
Terrified, sunken eyed, and drawn

The butcher, the baker, the maker
The over achiever, the armistice
The instructor, the lightning conductor
The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the

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

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

The blond from the Berliner bar
at twilight, gets dressed in a daze