Luyện nghe bài hát Labor Of Love

It was not a night
was blood on the ground
You hear a woman cry
In the alleyways night
On the streets of town

And the was not clean
And the cobblestones were
And little full of grace
With the tears upon her
Had no hand to hold

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

Noble Joseph at her
Callused hands and eyes
were no midwives to be found
On the streets of David's
In the middle of the

So he held her and he
of moonlight on his face
For the baby in her
He was the of the moon
He was the of the faith
That could 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 little full of grace
With the upon her face
It was a labor of

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