Luyện nghe bài hát Brompton Oratory

Up those stone steps I
Hail this joyful day's
its great shadowed vault I go
Hail the Pentecostal
The reading is Luke 24
Where returns to his loved ones
I at the stone apostles
Think taht it's alright for
And I wish that I was of stone
So that I would not to see
A beauty impossible to
A beauty impossible to
A impossible to endure
The blood imparted in little
The smell of you still on my
As I bring the cup up to my
No God up in the sky
No beneath the sea
Could do the job you did
Of me to my knees
I sit on the stone steps
With nothing to do
Forlorn and exhausted,
By the of you