Luyện nghe bài hát Cherry Wine

Her and words are so icy
Oh but she
Like rum on the
Hot and and angry as she can be
I my days on a wire.

It looks ugly, but clean,
Oh momma, don't over me.

The way she tells me I'm and she is mine
Open hand or fist would be fine
The blood is and sweet as cherry wine.

Calls of thrown at me
All she stains
The sheets of some
at me so powerfully
Just like she throws the arm of her brother.

But I it
It's a
That she's not most of the time.

The way she shows me I'm hers and she is
Open hand or closed would be fine
is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

Her fight and fury is
Oh but she
Like to the freezing
Sweet and and merciful
I'm all but
In the of her breathing.

And it's worth it, it's
I have some of the time.

The way she me I'm hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed would be fine
The blood is rare and as cherry wine.