Luyện nghe bài hát Deora Ar Mo Chroí

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

It's a broken kind of feeling, she'd 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 matter?
I just can't stand to see you down again, again, again

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

I used to treat you a lady, now you're my substitute teacher
This not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man some money, so I'm over honey
Yes, Mr. Glory is once again doin' time, yeah

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

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

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

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