Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Shirley

Poor
She must hide her
For nobody to see them
it will break her heart
Time passes as she for a friend

We'll take all the doubtful ones in the
And make hold off till the spring
Take of their hallowed souls
And save from pain, yea yea
All of the
ourselves from all of the pain

Dearly are the friends
Left in the years and in the war
Dearly are the loves
for the ones you lose on your own

We'll all the doubtful ones in the fight
And make them off till the spring
Take hold of their souls
And save from pain, yea yea
All of the
Save ourselves from all of the
Yes, we will

Stars We'll light up the nights, harbor lights
Making us believe in the
So struck by the of the harmony
the sorrow gently

Poor
She must her tears
For nobody wants to see
Surely she win a heart
passes as she waits for the wind

We'll take all the doubtful in the fight
And make them off till the spring
hold of their hallowed souls
And them from pain, yea yea
All of the
Save ourselves from all of the
Yes we will save ourselves from all of the
Yes we will save from all of the pain

Save ourselves from all of the
Yes we will
Save from all of the pain
Yes we will ourselves
From the pain and the
Yes we will ourselves
the pain and of the sorrows
Save
Save

Save ourselves all of the pain
ourselves from all of the pain
Save ourselves all of the pain