Luyện nghe bài hát Where We've Left Our Love

On the English Riviera with the and the waders.
In a chip shop on the front the tacky seaside traders.
In a flooded cottage by the fire that you built.
In a B B in Peebles, a rented kilt.
In Barnardo's, Research, in Shelter and Oxfam.
In a pub in Skipton, on a rusty Blackpool tram.
The Pleasure Beach and Island, at the end of the North Pier.
On the moors the wild ponies and the sheep shit and the deer.

In a of the Sub Club.
On the Art old dance floor.
In the and in the bath, just outside the downstairs door.
On a in the Trossachs,
on the busy NY streets, in a by a park, it's written in the sheets.

In the at Ilfracombe,
up the A82,
the cinema in Europe,
sighing in the queue.
The garages of Glasgow,
the freezing of Aberdeen,
in corner, every room and every bed we've ever been.

That's we've left our love.