Luyện nghe bài hát Labor Of Love

It was not a night
was blood on the ground
You could a woman cry
In the that night
On the streets of David's

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

It was a labor of
It was a cold sky
But for the girl on the ground in the
With every beat of her beautiful
It was a labor of

Joseph at her side
Callused hands and eyes
There were no to be found
On the of David's town
In the of the night

So he her and he prayed
of moonlight on his face
For the in her womb
He was the maker of the
He was the author of the
That could the mountains move

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

For Mary full of grace
With the tears her face
It was a of love

It was not a silent
On the streets of town