Luyện nghe bài hát Christian Dior

Christian Dior, you your life
On aroma and clothes, fabric and
Christian Dior, you wasted your
On grandeur and style, and the poor, rich smile

You could have run wild on the backstreet's of
Or Marseilles, reckless and and stoned
Impregnating women or kissing mad boys from Napoli
Who couldn't even write own name

Christian Dior, you your life
Sensually the weaves of a sleeve

You could have run on the backstreet's of Lyon
Or Marseilles, reckless and legless and
Impregnating women or kissing mad street boys from
Who even spell their own name

Oh, Dior
Oh, Dior

When you look at me, is all that you see
I discipline my days just like Dior

I could've run loudly and proudly or entry
And morally bankrupt and never
And drawn to scares me, and scared of what bores me
Years alone will never be returned, Dior

maverick, ah
if you can, ah
The way to be a man, ah
To be a man, ah

Christian
Dior
Christian
Christian