Luyện nghe bài hát Apple Bed

Of horses wet melted ice
would not heed my advice
And burdened limbs of its
To break and rot a whispered

doctor, please

Around me, in a sea
To the hive and smoke the bees
You can be my you can be my dog
You can be my life, you can be my fog

Please doctor,

The witches will to their sticky tree knots
I will feel the sun, I will the sun
I will the sun coming down

I wish I had a head
A tiger's heart, an bed