Luyện nghe bài hát St. Matthew

She walks around on brass rings that touch her feet
She speaks in conversations that are complete
And looking over past that she has never done
She calls herself, "St Matthew" she is on the run

She stoops down to gather shattered men
And that when it's over it will start again
Both the times she it was a portrait of the sun
She herself, "St Matthew" when she is on the run

Part of it is loneliness and how to steal
But if it is weariness from standing up, trying not to kneel

She discovered new ways that she could help the dead
Sometime she must raise her to tell you what she said
Then standing in a landslide, she becomes
A girl that's named "St Matthew", she is on the run

of it is loneliness and knowing how to steal
But most if it is weariness from standing up, not to kneel

She discovered three new that she could help the dead
Sometime she raise her hand to tell you what she said
Then standing in a landslide she becomes
A girl named "St Matthew", when she is on the run