Luyện nghe bài hát Magpie

I was with my friend
I told my wrath, my did end
I was with my foe
I told it not, my did grow

And I it in fears
and morning with my tears
And I sunned it with my
And with soft wiles

And
I see

And it both day and night
it bore an apple bright
And my foe beheld it
And he knew it was mine

And into my stole
When the night had veiled the
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe beneath the tree

And
I see