Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of An Onion Sprout

O lovely
Lovely dont think so cleaver
Wrapped up in hopeless
to pout
Onion ready to sprout

The dont
It dont make better
Shrinks your soul just wet leather
to a cow
And when luck comes about

You can
The
Of all

From a
To a
Ball of

it up
To the sun
Watch it

O gal
Dont rely on that dream
To filter out with its
All of doubt
When that man comes about

Your heart will
than the Eiffel tower
Pumping of Paris flowers
the town
Of those non-natives you

To be
their old
State of

You buy
Or be
To lie

Grab gun
Little
And things right

Consummate yourself and shake the
Down the bridal path to a place
I will meet you dying in grace
up all the tears off of your face
And watch you disappear without a