Luyện nghe bài hát Arbor Day

Wide falsehood
The clan truths
till the end
In a series of

Pardon the language I choose
Waltz in has taught me to use
Every room a fiction
Leather bound books

Up to the
Gold spine upon
The guile and the
The faith and

Wide falsehood
The clan truths
till the end
In a of duels

the drapery language I choose
The author grew fat to
His pen careening
Gave to the scheming

An Aryan to dethrone
The and the treason
The and allegiance
To the unknown

The baron and his
in a fine banquet hall
As rebel insurgents in
The attic crawl

Wide falsehood
The clan truths
till the end
In a series of

Pardon the language I choose
His hand did strive to explain
All the and raves of a people enslaved
By the cant of the shrewdest men

The guile and the
The faith and
Now lie in my

The guile and the
The and allegiance
Now lie in my