Luyện nghe bài hát Deora Ar Mo Chroí

You ever hear the of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who a pony must someday fall
I've been to my alter, says "Life is what you make it
And if you make it death rest your soul away, away, away"

It's a broken kind of feeling, she'd have to tie me to the
A bad moon's comin', better say prayers
I wanna tell her that I love her, but it really matter?
I just can't stand to see you dragging down again, again,

So I'm singing, oh this is my kinda
It's the kind that on
It's some kind that me alone, you know
Oh this is my love
It's the kind that on
It's the kind that leaves me

I used to treat you like a lady, now you're my teacher
bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man some money, so I'm turnin over
Yes, Mr. Faded Glory is once doin' time, yeah

This is my kinda
It's the kind moves on
It's the kind leaves me alone
Now this is my kinda
It's the that moves on
the kind that, it's the kind that

Leaves me
Like a crown of
all who you know
So burn your bridges, woman
someday, yeah

So I'm
is my kinda love
It's the kind that on
It's the kind that leaves you alone,
is my kinda love
It's the kind moves on
It's the kind that, kind leaves me alone

Like a crown of
all who you know
Come on, on, come on
Don't burn your bridges,