Luyện nghe bài hát Magdalene Laundries

I was an unmarried
I'd just twenty-seven
When sent me to the sisters
For the way men at me
as a Jezebel
I knew I was not for Heaven
I'd be cast in
Into the Magdalene

Most girls here pregnant
Some by own fathers
Bridget got that belly by her parish
We're trying to get things as snow
All of us
In the stains
Of the Magdalene

Prostitutes and
And temptresses me
women
Sentenced into dreamless
Why do call this heartless place
Our Lady of
Oh charity!

These bloodless of Jesus
If they had just once glimpsed their
Then they'd know, and they'd the stones
behind their rosaries
They the grass they walk upon
They the light out of a room
They'd to drive us down the drain
At the Magdalene

Peg O'Connell today
She was a cheeky
A
They just her in a hole!
Surely to God think at least some bells should ring!
One day I'm going to die too
And they'll plant me in the
Like some bulb
That never blooms, come any
Not any