Luyện nghe bài hát Making Dens

I have a
One of the few with roundels on its
for me and for you
When it high, it sings
Rock me to sleep with Que
mum, do you suppose?
As I my eyelids close
The side is not so far

I dug a hole under the
myself a den
It's there that I can be
Not if you return but

There's a place, a place called
Spend some time
In the dark, I a spell
To bury all, all of my

Oh Dymphna!
Oh Dymphna!
Oh Dymphna!
I would that I could spell name

Once I fell from a height
"Are you ready?"
"I've for you"
A spoke from a pool of light
"Not yet" I
'I've got things to do"

And all this time I've been making
And I'm making them now
And I know, I know I can never make
But I've got to reach you

I can tie the of my own shoes
And I can up to thirty-two

Oh Dymphna!
Oh Dymphna!
Oh Dymphna!
I would that I spell your name

And I'm
are so few words
One day, I ran out
And I a long time
And never, never came back
I'd see you often in everyday
And I want to, call out
But I find the words
But I can't find the
(The words)

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