Luyện nghe bài hát Roots of Love

If the doesn't kill it
illusion will
Well, staring at the sky
But the moon gonna pay our bills

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

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

And it's raining in my
in my front room
The don't say nothing
desire and consume

And the stars are falling right into my
And it might be built out of
But baby it's paradise

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