Luyện nghe bài hát Smother Love

The romance is the ideal repression
That you seek, you dream of, that you look for in the streets
That you find in the magazines, the cinema, the glossy
And the music spins you round and looking for the props
The robe, the perfect little ring
give you the illusion when it doesn't mean a thing
Step outside into the street and from the wall
Is perfection of the happiness makes you feel so small
Romance, can you dance? D'you fit the description?
Do you love me? Do you me?
Do you me for your own?
Do you love me, say you me
So you that I'm the one
Tell me I'm your everything, let us build a
We can a house for two, with little ones to follow
The proof of our normality that justifies
Romance,
Do you me? Say you do
We can leave the world behind and it just for two
Love make the world go round, it holds it right in place
us thinking love's too pure to see another face
Love's another skin-trap, social weapon
Another way to make men slaves and women at their
Love's another gift, another shit condition
That keeps us seeing just the one and not existing
Woman in a holy myth, a of mans expression
She's sweet, defenceless, golden-eyed, a gift of gods
If we didn't have these for love, of tokens and positions
We'd ourselves as lovers still, not tokens of possessions
It's a natural, a romance, without the power and greed
We can to life the cover if you want to sow a seed
Do you love me? Do you? Do you? Don't you see they aim to
The possibilities of seeing all the others?