Luyện nghe bài hát Baudelaire

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

When turned and pirouetted
Like a ghost dancer up the marble
I felt myself set free in a city without
And my own of Baudelaire

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

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

Here comes the to fill my glass just one more time
While all the lovely ladies, they get up and they to the show
And my head is so anointed with the blood and the
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 cats and other lovers
the cruel waters flow

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