Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

L'Allemand used to visit me in Paris, in
I the men, I remember the houses in Paris
His station nearby, I was his
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 dark thing?
Would it all be true tomorrow but, he me

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

Did he hear too much, say too
Could any year recover we lost 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
these streets for myself
I with my head held high and naked in the sun
Claiming these streets for myself,

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 looking for
I can no see to the left or the right

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