Luyện nghe bài hát Dinard

Crashing waves, hands on my grip sufficiently
This is here this weekend, not something to be
And the of faces look down to the sea
For the laughter, children
Je t'aime, if you

If the fires in the town revolutionary
And the hours fly by because we're just
Then let the scent in the sky not go and censor sparks

This is love on the highway, not fear in the
And we lie in our beds
To ponder what we have said
To call up our demons for
Can we what's in between
Oh, flags are insane but these faces are sweet

And the in the corner can feel my heart beat
Oh, fleeting candlelit hour, there's no need to
Why would bliss make us blush when it us alive

Can we sit, sipping and slip, slip away
To the garden of and filling ashtrays
We are from the core, we are sparks in the sky

is love on the highway , not fear or denial
And we lie in our beds
To ponder we should have said
To call up our demons for
Can we what's in between

Now the weather has from hot embers to sleet
When the daylight arrives, we are swept off our
In a prodigal hour conspire our
To the rivers we and the castles we breached
Give me fire and illusion and don't let me
Give me taunting out and teasing belief
I want everyone in here to see I see
is love on the highway
Not !
Not !
Not !
Not !
Now we can lie in our