Luyện nghe bài hát Baudelaire

Lily White, she was and talking, as usual, out on the floor
While Ruby was deep into her
Me, I just stood at my reflection in my glass of bourbon over by the door
Still couldn't those friends of mine

Ruby turned and pirouetted
Like a dancer up the marble stair
I felt myself set free in a city weather
And my own dream of

Now Lily White, she leans so close to you and
And you will see falling all around her mouth
Ah, but Ruby her lemon-scented body
Just like the breezes the south

So somehow, I got
Oh, tangled in her long red
And I woke up to the taste of
Feeling such a lot like

Here comes the night to fill my just one more time
all the lovely ladies, they get up and they adjourn to the show
And my head is so anointed with the and the wine
I almost seem to know

Of all the that are on the holy street
Where the vagrants they down and go
And of the in the eyes of cats and other vagrant lovers
the cruel waters flow

But seemed to know the secrets as old as the ages
Of the blood and wine flowing in the on the city square
And I crawled to her to be drowned and
such a lot like Baudelaire
With the vanity of
Ah, such a lot like Baudelaire