Luyện nghe bài hát Cities

Oh oh oh ... Blurring evasive evolving
747 lands I go out

lacing up the shoes
That a kind of blues
Get a paper the news

Oh so many
Are around in my head
Take me to where I might belong

Traipsing trading strangers and romance
about the nights where you live like your last chance

Oh oh oh ... I'm to rocket with bus across the sky
Gonna catch a train the sea
Then steal some

Hold on while the stage lights eve
the beat ignites us Prometheus is free

Oh so cities
Are going in my head
Take us back to we might belong

Oh so many
Rolled up on shoulders
Something give me grace oh darling

Blurring facing evasive
747 I go out strolling

lacing up the shoes
That depict a kind of
Get a paper read the

She was a fountain in the and a tropical sea
Our caravan stopped