Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Shirley

Poor
She must her tears
For nobody wants to see
Surely it will her heart
Time passes as she for a friend

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

Dearly held are the
Left in the and lost in the war
Dearly held are the
Save for the ones you lose on own

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

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 hide her tears
For wants to see them
Surely she will win a
Time passes as she for the wind

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

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

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