Luyện nghe bài hát Smother Love

The romance is the ideal repression
That you seek, you dream of, that you look for in the streets
That you find in the magazines, the cinema, the glossy
And the music spins you round and round looking for the
The silken robe, the little ring
Will give you the illusion when it mean a thing
outside into the street and staring from the wall
Is perfection of the happiness makes you feel so small
Romance, can you dance? D'you fit the right
Do you me? Do you love me?
Do you want me for your
Do you love me, say you me
So you know I'm the one
Tell me I'm your everything, let us build a
We can a house for two, with little ones to follow
The proof of our normality that justifies
Romance,
Do you me? Say you do
We can leave the behind and make it just for two
Love don't make the world go round, it it right in place
Keeps us love's too pure to see another face
Love's another skin-trap, another social
Another way to make men and women at their beckon
Love's another sterile gift, another condition
That keeps us just the one and others not existing
Woman in a myth, a gift of mans expression
She's sweet, defenceless, golden-eyed, a gift of repression
If we have these codes for love, of tokens and positions
We'd find ourselves as still, not tokens of possessions
It's a natural, it's a romance, without the power and
We can fight to life the cover if you want to sow a
Do you love me? Do you? Do Don't you see they aim to smother
The actual possibilities of seeing all the