Luyện nghe bài hát Our Lady of Pigalle

Can I buy you something, can I stroke hair,
Can I hold your hand and you somewhere?
a young nobody, youre a perfect soul,
Youre an altar that can make me whole.
Can I take you somewhere, can I your tears,
Can I fill your pockets or befriend you
the final offer for the men who call,
My highest place, our lady of Pigalle.

Will you be ascending in midnight heat
On a flying buttress stony feet?
In the revolutions we tear down walls and then
Redeem you, you, our lady of Pigalle.

a young nobody, Im a passing glance
In the mad injustice of romance;
Beloved, broken and caressed,
You will bridge the and Ill give you rest.
In the early hours the streetlights fade,
For my and my last crusade,
Youll be savior, a for it all
And Ill be blessed and favored, our of Pigalle.

Will you be in this midnight heat
On a flying buttress stony feet?
In the revolutions we down your walls and then
Redeem you, you, our Lady of Pigalle.

Up to the of your heart where souls wrestle angels in the dark
Ten thousand years the scent of life up in you child,
Youre men wild!

Can I buy you something, can I wash feet,
Can I you poems of my thirsty retreat?
Im a nobody, Im a perfect soul,
I can you in, I can make you whole.

you be ascending in this midnight heat
On a flying buttress with stony
In the revolutions we tear down your walls, and
Redeem you, reclaim you, our of Pigalle.