Luyện nghe bài hát In Sickness And Health

The cruelty of this persists
The cold wind speaks for our
words, weaving worlds
Her has come, alas
A man of stone with opened
One stepped out of a
With a held within his mind
The for his bride redeem
Watching his falling apart
Like the in a shallow sleep
Countless are the they shared
The in his tears
But morning still has
A light in his world of
All turned to rot
His flowers, all are
Close the of eternal love
his face in his hands
Her looks so alive
In the sun
But still has broken
A in his world of dawn
All beauty to rot
His flowers, all are
Dreams are but illusions
for one to see
It's the visual projection of our
And as empty as the in me