Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Cried Wolf

Oh the told been told retold
From the sacred scriptures to the
All the fuss and fight none above a soul of gold the belly of a boy

Well they drew him from the forestLike they draw bloodTied him to a tree like St.
And he turned his and let the arrows fly
the trees, the trees
The ornamental

Boy cried wolfWolf don't withinBoy cried wolf
In the ancient mold dancing down
Calling to the moon but it don't
And they fell on their
and passed the bowl aroundAnd the blood the blood the blood

Boy wolf
Wolf don't
Wolf
Boy cried

I am the body I am the
I am the of everything
They me flowers that are myself
Garlands of blood are myself
Slain the that is himself

Torn reborn the of our dismay
Are to the wind but whose to mind
are lifted up and kings are thrown

Lost retrieved
The tide

Innocence had its dayInnocence had its innocence