Luyện nghe bài hát Face of Melinda

By the turnstile beckons a damsel
The face of Melinda neath hair
No joy would flicker in her
Brooding came to a rise

would falter to atone
Failure had passed the stepping
She had sworn her vows to
This is no-one will bother

And conceded pain in crumbling
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 would fill the
My soul released a fluttering
day fell, the darkness nigh

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

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