Luyện nghe bài hát Mother Rose

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

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

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

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

the time to turn the view
Now I have you

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

Roses shall holy mother
Mother of gold, mother stories
and retold, she felt our tears
Heard our sighs and turned to
Before our

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