Luyện nghe bài hát Deora Ar Mo Chroí

You ever hear the story of Mr. Faded
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 rest your soul away, away, away"

It's a broken of feeling, she'd have to tie me to the ceiling
A bad moon's comin', say your prayers
I wanna tell her that I her, but does it really 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 that moves on
It's some kind that me alone, you know
Oh this is my kinda
It's the kind moves on
It's the that leaves me alone

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

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

Leaves me
a crown of thorns
It's all who you
So don't your bridges, woman
'Cause someday,

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

Like a crown of
It's all who you
Come on, come on, on
burn your bridges, woman