Luyện nghe bài hát Pavanne

Written by and Linda Thompson
Pub. By Music, Inc. (BMI)
the album Songs For Survivors

Pavanne, steel woman, Pavanne.
How do you a woman?
With as cold as the barrel of her gun,
Who's missed her mark on anyone,
Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.

doors swing open, rich men raise their eyes they say "Who is this beauty"
As elegant as ice, and later there's an accident, another d'affaires
Is in a pool of blood no witness anywhere.

And they say she was a miles away.
The hotel porter saw her the stairs.
And the maid with trembling hands knows to say.
the judge says, "Are you sure?" "I'm sure," she swears.

Pavanne, steel woman, Pavanne.
How do you a woman?
With eyes as cold as the of her gun,
Who's missed her mark on anyone,
Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.

At the presidential palace a thousand saw
His leave his car and never make the door.
The blood through his fingers as he clutches at the stain
And staggers a drunken man lies twisted in the rain.

And they say she grew up well for.
Her mother to keep her boys for sure.
And her father's attentions led to talk.
She learned to stab her with a silver fork.

Pavanne, Cold woman, Pavanne.

And say she didn't do it for the money.
And they say she do it for a man.
say she did it for the pleasure.
The of the moment.

Pavanne, Cold woman, Pavanne.
How do you this woman?
When is moving through a trance.
prisoners of some slow courtly dance.
Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.