Luyện nghe bài hát Making Dens

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

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

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

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

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

And all this I've been making dens
And I'm still making now
And I know, I know I can make amends
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 could spell your

And I'm
There are so few
One day, I ran out
And I waited a long
And never, never came back
I'd see you in everyday places
And I want to, call out
But I find the words
But I find the words
(The words)

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