Luyện nghe bài hát Oi

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

the lock, sweep the floor, leave without a sound
Just allow the space to heal

Oi!

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

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

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

Oi!