Luyện nghe bài hát Mother Rose

Mother Rose every little tend to me
There she stood, by the door selflessly
Took my hand took it a smile tenderly
Mother rose little morn' tend to me

Now's the time to the view
Now I have you

And I'll rise every little morn' to thee
When you rise open up your you will see
There I'll be waiting by the come to me
Take my look into your heart there I'll be

Now's the to turn the view
Now I have you

Now's the to turn the view
Now I have you

Roses growing up by my door, climbing up the
All the thorns and pain obscured, roses shall
Where we feel no and the love inside
Where climb, roses shall divine
Roses shall divine, I the pain when the roses die

Roses shall divine mother
of gold, mother with stories
Told and retold, she our tears
Heard our and turned to gold
Before our

She rose into the
She rose the light
She into the light
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