Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas

So answers.
So little time to recall all your with your unconcerned brain.
no tears give me a broken goodbye.
And if that hurts you dear,that me twice.
And if that you blue,that paints me black.

But the thought of him,It can make you pure.
And the of him , I don't really know.

But now Christmas and I'm on the phone,the typical calling I use to wait for.
And now it harder and harder to say "It's not our fate".
But life in time of year seem so exhausting,
depressively boring, wrong.
I I could share my thoughts that's so annoying.

I wish I was the one, one,lonely one,beloved one In your life.