Luyện nghe bài hát Lenore

Broken is the golden bowl, the spirit flown
Let the toll
And Guy de - hast thou no tear?
now or nevermore

Let the burial be read
Come and let the funeral be sung
An anthem for the dead
That ever died so
A dirge for her the dead
ever died so young
That ever died so

My heart is

No dirge will I
Just let a song go up to God
So
And waft the angel on her

How the ritual be read
And by who the be sung
For when she in feeble health
You and your slanderous
You an innocent to death
That ever so young
That died so young

My heart is

No dirge will I
Just let a song go up to God
So
And waft the on her flight

From hell unto a estate
grief and groan, to a golden throne
Beside the
The King of

My heart is

No dirge I upraise
let a Sabbath song go up to God
So
And the angel, the angel, the angel
The on her flight