Luyện nghe bài hát Fool s Complaint

How i hate the of pentacles!
on her golden throne
In her tyranny
All roads lead to her alone.
The whole wide world is a big drain
And the is her heart.
Her needs and and
Wishes and
All take precedence on chart.

But what do i
My the fool, the fool, the fool.
merry rootless man,
With air my footstep
And as my plan
as my plan

Oh it's expensive innocence!
knowing any cost.
She throws her finery
For us to fetch when it lost.

But do i know?
My the fool! The fool, the fool.
That rootless man,
With air my footstep
And providence as my
as my plan

But do i know?
My the fool! The fool, the fool.
merry rootless man,
With air beneath my
And as my plan
as my plan