Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Shirley

Poor
She hide her tears
For nobody wants to see
Surely it will break her
passes as she waits for a friend

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

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

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

Stars We'll up the lonely nights, harbor lights
Making us believe in the
So by the hope of the harmony
Leaving the sorrow

Poor
She must her tears
For nobody to see them
Surely she will win a
Time as she waits for the wind

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

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

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