Luyện nghe bài hát Walking With Satie

Tracing back my in time
All I do is think about you
And the love is left
I first saw in Soho when I was thirteen

Sitting on a coffin coffee
I wore black on black with feelings
I often go to Paris to live tomorrow
Paris is a place of dreams

Francoise Hardy, tous les garcons et les
Juliette Greco, Jeanne Moreau and Catherine
And I'm with Eric Satie
the boulevards of Paris in the springtime

Un orchestre d'oiseaux, so often breaks
This map of
Drifting through these of love
strays from Pere Lacheise

Can you hear the cats
Can you hear the
against their velvet fur

Girls who travel the
Stroking white mice they in their pockets
in a day dream

Daydreaming to be by someone
Hurtling myself down the metro
A of Latin and African percussion
Turns my day night

The of life
The arguments between lovers
He to listen to the news
She to listen to the music