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 making the poor, smile

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

Christian Dior, you wasted life
Sensually stroking the weaves of a

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

Oh, Dior
Oh, Dior

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

I could've run and proudly or forcible entry
And bankrupt and never non-violent
And drawn to what 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
Dior