Luyện nghe bài hát L's Song

I love nervous fingers
Won't you fumble all night
But the they are stingers
To rise and on

And down the crooked
The wind rolls my thoughts like a
The bell chimes
And fortune smiles, with its teeth

And the many run
Grateful for the
I'd be grateful for one
Of your again

Summer, restless
Won't let sleeping lay
bobbed voice
You as time gone by

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Thunder's promise

Impatient girl on the scented
Your gray starve in the rain
Nearly her

And the many run
Grateful for the
I'd be for one morsel
Of your again

And the rivers run
Grateful for the
I'd be for one morsel
I'd be for one morsel
I'd be grateful for one
Of your loving