Luyện nghe bài hát Roots of Love

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

And now laughing 'bout it loud
When, oh, you know it ain't no
To see them the rose with glitter
Trade your for smoke

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

And it's in my kitchen
Storm in my front
The instructions don't say
Just desire and

And the are falling right into my eyes
And it might be out of sand
But maybe it's paradise

And teardrops in the treetops
The is whistling through the mountain's teeth
A for every wounded dove
But we're out further than the edge
Going down, to the roots
Going down, down to the
Going down, down, to the roots 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