Luyện nghe bài hát Face of Melinda

By the turnstile beckons a fair
The face of Melinda blackened hair
No joy would in her eyes
Brooding sadness came to a

Words would to atone
Failure had the stepping stone
She had sworn her to another
This is no-one will bother

And conceded in crumbling mirth
A harlot of God the earth
where she sacrificed her ways
That hollow in her face

Still I plotted to have her
The contentment that fill the crack
My soul released a sigh
day fell, the darkness nigh

I her by the hand to say
All faith has been washed away
I returned for you in dismay
with me, far away to stay

Endlessly gazing in nocturnal
She spoke of her vices and the rhyme
But herself with the final line
My promise is but my heart is thine