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
sadness came to a rise

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

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

Still I plotted to her back
The contentment that would fill the
My soul released a sigh
This day fell, the darkness

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

Endlessly gazing in prime
She of her vices and broke the rhyme
But baffled herself with the final
My promise is made but my is thine