Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Boy

Lady called the boy, love
She him home
himself an idol, yes
So he turned to
a pilgrim she traveled
To place her
his granite grace
And she aloud for love
To in his face
In his face, oh

in the evening
He would to her
her in his arms
And his seed to her
She wake in the morning
him
And go to the
And look out the pain
But the in her garden
He always looked the
He the same, ah

Bring her boots of
And she will for him
Shyly from a fan
glance for him
Here he comes after
To her again
He come a few times more
'Till he finds a statue
Standing in a
In her door, oh