Luyện nghe bài hát Songs Of Love

Pale, beasts, roam through the streets
And coffee shops, prey gather in herds
Of stiff knee length skirts and white ankle
But while they search for a mate, my hibernate
In bedrooms above, composing their songs of

Young, uniform minds, in lines
And uniform ties, run round with trousers on
And signs of desire, they disguise
I try to find words, as light as the birds
That circle above, to put in my of love

Fate doesn't hang, on a wrong or right
depends, on the tone of your voice
So sing while you have
Let the sun shine from above
And fill you with songs of

Fate hang, on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends, on the tone of your
So let's sing we still can
While the sun high up above
Wonderful songs of love, beautiful of love