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 of Lyon
Or Marseilles, reckless and legless and
Impregnating women or kissing mad boys from Napoli
Who even write their own name

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

You could have run on the backstreet's of Lyon
Or Marseilles, and legless and stoned
Impregnating women or mad street boys from Napoli
Who couldn't even spell own name

Oh, Dior
Oh, Dior

you look at me, failure is all that you see
I discipline my days just Christian Dior

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

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

Dior
Christian
Dior
Christian