Luyện nghe bài hát Ode To Joy

Have on me, sir
Allow me to on you
I have no place to
And my bones are cold right
I tell 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 blue jewels
And we were in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little love could
Or what life had in
But all things toward their end
All things move toward their end
On that you can be
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Then one I awoke to find her weeping
And for many days to
She so sad and lonely
Became Joy in name
Within her breast there launched an sorrow
And a dark and grim force set
happy fields
Where joy dwells
* Hail hail *
Was it an act of contrition or awful premonition
As if she saw into the heart of her final night
Those eyes, that hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, that I have attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've asked that
Well, in quick succession
We had babies, one, two,
We called Hilda, Hattie and Holly
They were mother's children
Their eyes were bright blue
And they quiet as a mouse
There was no in the house
No, not Hilda, Hattie or Holly
"No wonder", people said, "poor Joy's so melancholy"
Well, one night there came a visitor to our little
I was a sick friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the were on their own
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Joy had bound with electrical tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed into a bag
In very cots my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of murder much the as my wife's
Method of murder much the same as my
It was when I arrived home
Said to the police on the
Someone's taken innocent lives
They never the man
He's on the loose
It seems he has done many more
Quotes Milton on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are at tremendous cost
In my house he wrote "his red hand"
That, I'm told is Paradise Lost
The wind round here wicked cold
But my story is told
I fear the morning will bring a frost
And so I've left my
I from land to land
I am upon your step and you are a man
Outside the vultures
The wolves howl, the hiss
And to extend this small favour,
Would be the sum of bliss
Do you me a friend?
The sun to me is
And as the moon
Do you, sir, have a
Are you me in?
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