Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Woman

Christmas is the of year
the patrons and the panthers
Come and
Christian, put your fuss
the tipping of the handlers
As the must

I for a century
We were to assemble
a man believes
I know for a I let
To that human kindness
Would instead

Woman, have you lost kind?
are snakeskin stealers
Seething in the
in the advent house
You confess the
With the breast out

Have you seen the the king
nurseries in snakeskin
In the seat?
Christian, put away woes
Welcome grief and and anguish
the happiest host

Oh, I was by myself
I was
moment by the river
When it froze last

And in the of the moon
I felt the baby kick me
She was grabbing happy, life

I it out to be a soldier
I was channeling Ages
I was captured by the Norsemen

The sign that comprehending
She was tending right me
She was in the midst of men

And it kissed me on my shoulder
All the possibilities of
Resting rightly, right of me