Luyện nghe bài hát Pavanne

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

Pavanne, steel woman, Pavanne.
How do you love a
With as cold as the barrel of her gun,
never missed her mark on anyone,
Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.

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

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

Pavanne, steel woman, Pavanne.
How do you a woman?
With as cold as the barrel of her gun,
Who's never her mark on anyone,
Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.

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

And they say she grew up provided for.
Her mother used to her boys for sure.
And her close attentions led to talk.
She learned to stab her with a silver fork.

Pavanne, steel woman, Pavanne.

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

Pavanne, steel woman, Pavanne.
How do you stop this
When everyone is moving a trance.
Like prisoners of some courtly dance.
Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.