Luyện nghe bài hát Labor Of Love

It was not a night
There was on the ground
You hear a woman cry
In the alleyways night
On the streets of David's

And the stable was not
And the cobblestones cold
And little full of grace
With the tears her face
Had no mother's hand to

It was a labor of
It was a cold sky
But for the on the ground in the dark
With every of her beautiful heart
It was a of love

Noble at her side
Callused and weary eyes
There no midwives to be found
On the streets of town
In the of the night

So he her and he prayed
Shafts of on his face
For the baby in her
He was the of the moon
He was the author of the
That make the mountains move

It was a of pain
It was a sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the
every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of

For little full of grace
the tears upon her face
It was a labor of

It was not a silent
On the of David's town