Luyện nghe bài hát Our Lady of Solitude

All long she touched me
She in my soul
From many a thorn, many thickets
Her fingers, like a
Quick and

And the light came her body
And the night through her grace
All long she touched me
And I knew her, I her
to face

And her dress was and silver
And her words few and small
She is the vessel of the whole wide
Mistress, oh
Of us all

Dearly dead, queen of
I thank you my heart
For keeping me so to thee
While so many, oh, so
apart

And the light came from her
And the night through her grace
All summer long she me
I her, I knew her
to face