Luyện nghe bài hát Ode To Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose on you
I have no to stay
And my bones are cold right
I will you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear that it is
Ten years ago I met a named Joy
She was a sweet and thing
Her eyes were bright jewels
And we married in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little love bring
Or what had in store
But all things toward their end
All things move toward their end
On you can be sure
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Then one morning I to find her weeping
And for many to follow
She grew so sad and
Became Joy in only
her breast there launched an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and grim force set
happy fields
Where joy forever
* Hail hail *
Was it an act of or some awful premonition
As if she saw the heart of her final blood-soaked night
Those lunatic eyes, hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, I have your attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've asked question
Well, then in quick
We had babies, one, two,
We them Hilda, Hattie and Holly
They were their mother's
Their eyes were bright jewels
And they quiet as a mouse
There was no in the house
No, not from Hilda, or Holly
"No wonder", said, "poor mother Joy's so melancholy"
Well, one night there came a to our little home
I was visiting a sick
I was a doctor
Joy and the were on their own
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Joy had been bound with tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed a sleeping bag
In their very my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of murder the same as my wife's
Method of murder much the same as my
It was when I arrived home
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken four innocent
They never the man
still on the loose
It seems he has done many more
Quotes John Milton on the walls in the victim's
The police are investigating at tremendous
In my house he wrote "his red hand"
That, I'm is from Paradise Lost
The wind round here gets wicked
But my story is told
I fear the morning will quite a frost
And so I've my home
I drift from land to
I am upon step and you are a family man
Outside the wheel
The wolves howl, the hiss
And to this small favour, friend
Would be the sum of bliss
Do you me a friend?
The sun to me is
And silent as the
Do you, sir, have a
Are you me in?
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