Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Of The Moon And Stars (ludwig's Tune)

No in the bell
And the fishwives
But they might as be mute
So you get to the pictures
That don't like much
Cold keys under your fingers
Now thinking
"That's no
It just do it
Like the song of a warm, body
Loving touch"
In the they carve your legend
an apple in its jaw
And the that you wanted
They get laughs
silk stockings
On the of refinement
to raw
They think too raw
the judgement of the moon and stars
Your solitary
Draw a bath
Think what you'd like to
For
Or take a
A
A
A
A
but not yet cancelled
The gift on
In
In a jar
a song...
You've got to shake your fists at now
You've got to roar like forest
You've got to spread your like blazes
All the sky
They're going to aim the on you
Show them you expire
Not till you burn up passion
Not when you die
on now
got to try
If you're contempt
Well then you it
If tired of the silent night
Jesus, well you yell it
to wires and hammers
Strike every that you fell
That trees
And elephant