Luyện nghe bài hát Oi

Oi!
Rising ash, falling snow, she used to lie and ye
Winding tails of woe, she used to lie and adore ye
Nightingale, ashen-pale, whistling tunes, yeah, the moon adores ye
Now, now, so young and proud, but another name for that will be 'lonely'

Pick the lock, sweep the floor, leave without a
allow the empty space to heal

Oi!

Bound in chains a thousand rains; no wonder the storm still adores ye
Hold me or hold me now, screaming, I still love and adore ye!

Past the door, storms through the streets of your unending longings
Flow now to frost the ground
Like cool
On the bridge connects us; high, high above all this torrent
Should you fall down, that of sound's howling, I still love and adore ye!

the lock, sweep the floor, leave without a sound
Just allow the empty space to (2X)

Oi!