Luyện nghe bài hát Fox

The fox, the fox

Eyes under my

The fox, the fox

Fox under my prize

in a different war
With ourselves, and with of you
So many things that don't true

With the fear that dims our
With the barnacles on our

On the grass, head
On the cliff to which you've been
The curve of the is green and soft
As if the wind would hold you

Its how you for me now, not how you felt
Its how you deal envy, not how you dealt

Recognise and away, set it asail
Serenity of me

We're in a war
With ourselves, and some of you
So things that can't be true

On the grassy beachy
On the where you were laid
The curve, the hill is and soft
As if the wind hold you

inside of me
Set

But you'll sail
If you don't the rope
You'll go