Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

L'Allemand used to me in Paris, in Paris
I the men, I remember the houses in Paris
His nearby, I was his afternoons
We didn't mind, shared everything, everything, in

And he'd in looking for comfort
Leave again looking to the and the right
Did we see too much, say too
Stepping over every dark
it all be true tomorrow 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 back with time and confusion
it gathers by his ears
In the same human shallows like at the sea

Did he hear too much, say too
Could any year recover we lost in these
the hum of the war in the run of the day?

But I with my head held 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 don't neatly
And I am the melody, the current of the need to survive
And I go on looking for
I can no longer see to the or the right

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