Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

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

And he'd come in looking for
Leave again looking to the left and the
Did we see too much, say too
Stepping over every dark
Would it all be true but, he loves me

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

Did he hear too much, say too
Could any year recover what we in these
With the hum of the war in the run of the

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

I am the unchanging narrative, I don't neatly
And I am the unchained melody, the of the need to survive
And I go on for comfort
I can no see to the left or the right

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