Luyện nghe bài hát Oi

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

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

Oi!

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

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

Oi!