Luyện nghe bài hát Deora Ar Mo Chroí

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

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

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

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

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

me alone
Like a crown of
It's all who you
So don't burn your bridges,
'Cause someday,

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

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