Luyện nghe bài hát Labor Of Love

It was not a night
There was blood on the
You could a woman cry
In the alleyways night
On the of David's town

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

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

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

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

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

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

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