Luyện nghe bài hát The Gates of Paradise

I am nothing like my
I am like my mom
You see me in my father
where did I come from?

And the laws of men are not the laws of
And angel's breath is like the wind
And are acting out of love, sweet love
To bring us home

It's a sin to perfection
It's a sin to the poor
a sin to hold convictions
For none of are true

And the laws of men are not the laws of
And angel's breath is like the desert
And terrorists are acting out of love, sweet
To us home again

Beware of intentions
And the passion in eyes
For none of them can
The gates of