Luyện nghe bài hát London

She called London
On day
She from the sky
Child of apple
Dancing
Into your

The that hung from her neck
your hand
Expels you from
Tears into the cool
Of your
Posing as

Kisses you like a sweet
As she really cares
you
Taste the orchard
In her secret lair

Wrestles all your demons
Nothing compares
To the
The pleasure
In the waters you share

Her was London
Call her

She called herself
On night
She prayed to the
Apollos
darkly
In a
Of your own

The hell she
In her
Toxic drug youll never
You the milk of her touch
Her strange and ways

Kisses you like a sweet
As though she cares
you
Taste the orchard
In her bodys secret

Wrestles all your demons
Nothing compares
To the
The indecent
In the waters that you

Her was London
her London

My baby,
her London
My moon-girl,
her London

I her, London
Call her
Forever,

I call her