Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

L'Allemand to visit me in Paris, in Paris
I remember the men, I remember the in Paris
His nearby, I was his afternoons
We mind, shared everything, everything, in Paris

And come in looking for comfort
Leave looking to the left and the right
Did we see too much, say too
Stepping over every thing?
Would it all be true but, he loves me

Framing his face my hands in the doorway
I try to decipher the friend the foe in his eyes
A man's will be blown back with time and confusion
'Til it gathers by his
In the same human shallows sand at the sea

Did he too much, say too little?
any year recover what we lost in these
With the hum of the war in the run of the

But I walk with my head high and naked in the sun
Claiming these streets for
I walk with my head held and naked in the sun
Claiming these streets for myself,

I am the unchanging narrative, I resolve neatly
And I am the unchained melody, the of the need to survive
And I go on looking for
I can no see to the left or the right

But I walk my head held high and naked in the sun
Claiming streets for myself
I walk with my head held and naked in the sun
Claiming these streets for
I with my head held high and naked in the sun
Claiming streets for myself
I walk with my head held and naked in the sun
these streets for myself, again