Luyện nghe bài hát Smother Love

The true is the ideal repression
That you seek, that you dream of, that you look for in the
That you find in the magazines, the cinema, the shops
And the music spins you round and round looking for the
The silken robe, the little ring
Will give you the illusion when it doesn't a thing
Step outside the street and staring from the wall
Is perfection of the that 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 me, say you need me
So you that I'm the one
Tell me I'm everything, let us build a home
We can a house for two, with little ones to follow
The proof of our normality that tomorrow
Romance,
Do you me? Say you do
We can the world behind and make it just for two
Love don't make the go round, it holds it right in place
Keeps us thinking love's too pure to see face
Love's skin-trap, another social weapon
way to make men slaves and women at their beckon
Love's another sterile gift, another condition
That keeps us seeing just the one and not existing
Woman in a holy myth, a gift of expression
She's sweet, defenceless, golden-eyed, a gift of gods
If we didn't these codes for love, of tokens and positions
We'd find as lovers still, not tokens of possessions
It's a natural, it's a romance, without the and greed
We can fight to life the cover if you want to sow a
Do you love me? Do you? Do you? you see they aim to smother
The actual possibilities of all the others?