Luyện nghe bài hát Mayhem, Maybe

When [Incomprehensible] workin' nights, the village
The old church becomes town
All curtained windows and bolted
But an eye to see

As us fairy folks sweep from the
Never caught us and will
Pulling roses and
in the high degree

The chased us all to ground
They searched all we were never found
The boys and the Sheriff's men
the tallest tree

And we sat and the women hide
Laughed so much we split our
Scattered horses that they would
Mayhem in the degree

We crossed through fields of green
heard but seldom seen
Tore down hedges, stripping
No one quite agree

Whether we from North or South
We the screams from out their mouths
And go no man would allow
in the high degree

Like scaly carp and swan
To nature's world we do
We ride the thin winds of the
And set dark spirits

We the mare and foal
The fox still and far too bold
Huh, so we strung him up, brush neatly
Mayhem,