Luyện nghe bài hát Roots of Love

If the silence doesn't it
Then will
Well, staring at the sky
But the moon ain't pay our bills

And now we're laughing it loud
When, oh, you know it ain't no
To see them kick the rose with
Trade dreams for smoke

And there's in the treetops
The wind is whistling through the teeth
A for every wounded dove
But we're out further the rainbow's edge
down, down to the roots of love

And raining in my kitchen
Storm in my room
The instructions say nothing
Just and consume

And the stars are falling right my eyes
And it be built out of sand
But maybe baby paradise

And there's in the treetops
The wind is whistling the mountain's teeth
A for every wounded dove
But we're out further than the rainbow's
Going down, to the roots
Going down, down to the
Going down, down, down to the of love

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, no, no, no, no, no
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na