Luyện nghe bài hát Baby's Breath

There grows a weed, looks like a
like baby's breath on a mirror

My girl and I rushed atop the
The was made
It was not easy
The roots gripped soft like a living

Oh young girl at the
Baby's in her hair
A lace above her face
will last a day
Before it to hay

Good plans are made by
I'd cut a in the land
And for a bed
For her to cry in

And each day I looked out on the
And I wondered what all was
I saw it was lucky old me
How I run without losing anything?
How I run without becoming lean?
It was agreed, it was
It was me tearing out the baby's

Oh I am a helpless man, so me
I'm on my gardening
It was not a weed, it was a
My gone, oh where has my baby gone?
And she was not a weed, she was a

And now I know you reap what you sow, or sing