Luyện nghe bài hát Danse Russe

Hold me please
you let go of me
Come on
Roll on
I just need to feel you

Hold me please
you let go of me
Think on
Roll on
I just need to you breathe....

Into my head is out of my
Then I become a day
And I can't help but wonder why that some days are the very worst
When I cannot believe I'm living this way
Kiss me tell me its okay and I'll guess it's just a of the fate

a tiny dancer in my bed
And she has too much to say
She reminds me of the Russe
my emotions are wounded
Her motions and movements chase the ghosts me

on to me please
you let go of me
Come on
on over
I just to feel you breathe

on to me please
you let go of me
Come on
Think it
I just need to you...

Quietly while you
Whispering the sweetest
Close those and start the dream
'Cause all of this is what you to me

Come and I'll show you
Shamrocks are an clover
you reach up and touch my shoulder
And sing to me
Yes, sing for the of me

About a tiny in my bed
she never has too much to say
She me of the Danse' Russe
my emotions are wounded
Her and movements chase the ghosts from me

'Cause there's a tiny in my bed
And she has too much to say
She reminds me of the Russe
When my are wounded
Her motions and ...

Won't you my ghost from me...

So much emotion, so in motion
Chase this for me.