Luyện nghe bài hát King Of Bohemia

Let me you in my arms
I'll you safe and small
A refugee the Seraphim
In your rich girl and all

Did your dreams die young? Were they too hard
Did you reach too and fall?
And there is no rest for the ones God
And he blessed you of all

Your eyes seem a different face
seen that much that soon
Your too cold, too pale to shine
Like an old and waning

And there is no peace, no release
No secret place to
And there is no rest for the ones God
And he you best of all

If tears unshed heal your heart
If words unsaid sway
Then watch you melt into the
Adieu, and rue the day

Did your dreams die Were they too hard won?
Did you reach too high and
And there is no rest for the God blessed
And he you best of all