Luyện nghe bài hát Baudelaire

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

When Ruby and pirouetted
Like a dancer up the marble stair
I felt myself set in a city without weather
And my own dream of

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

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

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

Of all the secrets that are on the holy
Where the vagrants come down and go
And of the secrets in the eyes of and other vagrant lovers
Where the cruel flow

But Ruby seemed to know the secrets as old as the
Of the blood and wine in the fountains on the city square
And I crawled to her to be and driven
Feeling a lot like Baudelaire
With the vanity of
Ah, feeling such a lot Baudelaire