Luyện nghe bài hát Il Adore

Mother clutches the head of her son
and tears, so many things to feel
Sensitive boy, good his hands
No one the unmentionable, but everybody understands

Here in this cold room
up to these machines
It's hard to him as he used to be

Laughing, screaming, tumbling
the most amazing light show you've ever seen
Whirling, swirling, blue
How could you go and die, a lonely thing to do?

Silence equals death, this is they say
But the and the tears do not take the pain away
How far must it go? How near it be?
Before it you, before it touches me

Here in this cold white
up to these machines
It's hard to life as it used to be

Laughing, screaming, queen
Like the most light show you've ever seen
Whirling, swirling, blue
How could you go and die, a lonely thing to do?

Did you ever ask strangers what they're looking for?
Did they and tell you they're not really sure?
You were hurt by love but still you came right back for
Il adore, Il adore, Il

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