Luyện nghe bài hát Parisian Dream

You're paintings scratch lines of and gold
You me up
Was into myself a deck of cards
down empty on the shelf

Your song with on one and two
Then I couldn't keep
You took me into a dream, an exploding
The treasure's but that treasure's mine

I was bent my chest an invisible line sinking
But then the of the lamp
That I held in my hands
You the and me the fool for not noticing

This Chinese junk we're all strong
And casting
fold here together clearly
You better out to the rocks