Luyện nghe bài hát Bachelor And The Bride

There's a wrinkle in the
we laid our first daughter
And I the wind blows so sweetly there
there

And the and the cinders
And the in the timbers
The rattling of the rain
Still

But I, the bachelor to the bride
Am not for tonight
No, I, I will box your
And leave you here bare
bare

Hear the corncrakes and the deer
And the sleet rain on the slate
A locked inside her hands
In her

And his fingers, are they
Of the barren of her
Do his calluses cure her furrowed
now?

But I, said the bachelor to the
Am not waiting for
No, I, I box your ears
And leave you stripped bare
Stripped
Stripped
Stripped

But I, the bachelor to the bride
Am not waiting for
No, I, I will box your
And your tears
And leave you, leave you here bare