Luyện nghe bài hát Jack's Lament

There are few deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the night
I without ever even trying
With the slightest effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a moan
I have swept the very off their feet

Yet after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin
Have grown so of the same old thing

Oh, deep inside of these bones
An began to grow
There's out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never

I'm a of fright, and a demon of light
And scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and

And since I am dead, I can take off my
To recite Shakespearean
No animal nor man can scream I can
With the of my recitations

But who here ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton
Would tire of his crown, if they understood
He'd it all up if he only could

Oh, there's an place in my bones
That calls out for unknown
The fame and praise come year after
Does nothing for empty tears