Luyện nghe bài hát Our Lady Of The Campfire

Tonight is her night and the city its breath
Caught twixt life and
As she rolls in the suburbs
The garrison flees and the will burn

Corinna like Boadicea tonight
London town trembles at the

Because tonight is her
And the youth course the streets
To lay at her feet and she runs a regal eye
To choose who lives and decide who

rides like Boadicea tonight
Fearful crowds part ways without a
rides like Boadicea tonight
London town trembles at the
Because is her night

She keeps her
Smiles when she now from ear to ear
She's getting married or so they me
When the is here

She hums a tune from a
She knows from summers past
A that was sung by
around campfires in the quiet southwest

Corinna rides like tonight
London trembles at the sight

Because is her night
Yeah, is her night
Yeah, tonight is her night, tonight is her