Luyện nghe bài hát Cherry Wine

Her eyes and are so icy
Oh but she
rum on the fire
Hot and and angry as she can be
I walk my on a wire.

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

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

of guilty thrown at me
All while she
The of some other
at me so powerfully
Just like she with the arm of her brother.

But I it
a crime
That not around most of the time.

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

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

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

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