Luyện nghe bài hát Princess Coldheart

Princess Coldheart closed her eyes and waited for the to snap her
chain between her lips. They waited proud; they willing...filed
in, failed, and so she them.

Sitting on her cutglass for forty years, without a phone, without
a single word. 100 thousand would-be suitors, because they couldn't
her.

In the courtyard flowers bloomed; draped themselves 'round tombs
and rows of crosses.... Pretty flowers bloomed; draped themselves
'round and rows of crosses.

Some were daring...tried the tricks they'd in France. Some would
her hand. Money signs etched in their eyes. She sensed it;
one-by-one died.

Others poems...even showered her with strange expensive gifts.
She read; she owned the best. She laid their flattery to
rest.

In the courtyard flowers bloomed; they draped themselves 'round
and rows of crosses.... Pretty flowers they draped themselves
'round tombs and of crosses.

Then, one October night, the humble fool caught sight of
Coldheart, and he fell. He smashed a rock her throne. He
snatched her hand and her home.

Happily they forever after. He wears her chain upon his chest. She
lets him kiss her breast.

In the courtyard flowers bloom; they themselves 'round tombs and
rows of crosses.... In their garden flowers bloom; pick them,
decorate their room. touching.

It's touching, so touching. touching, so touching.