Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Wet Circles

On promenades where propose to lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause at the jeweller's shop
Feigning casual silence in romantic interludes
Till they themselves to the muted journey home
And the pool player rests on cue
Last hero picking up his dues
A honeymoon gambled on a
She's staring at the brochures at the
Chalking up a in your hometown
Standing all your to another round
Laughing at the world till the barman away
The wet circles

I saw teenage girls like moths a classroom's shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded boxes
Planning white weddings from smeared hearts
And token proclamations, rolled stolen lipsticks
Across the razored of glass
Sharing cigarettes with experience her giggling
Jealous confidantes, she faithfully traces his
With quick fingers
Through the tears of condensation that'll cry the night
As the glancing headlights of the last bus adolescence goodbye

In a wet circle
Like a mother's kiss on your first heart, a warm wet circle
Like a bullethole in park, a warm wet circle
And I'll always surrender to the wet circles

She nervously in the dancing beams of the fidra lighthouse
Giving it all away before too late
She'll let a lover's tongue move in a wet circle
Giving it all and showing no shame
take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart
A warm wet circle, she'll realise that she her part in a warm wet circle