Luyện nghe bài hát Promises

O, we pretty things
And we pledge with diamond
We profess undying
But does that word hold any
we reserve the right to break
Any vow that our blood

Our word is so faint and
Broken by the breeze or breath
Our hearts are so deceitful
Sick and filled with
That lead to

We are cowards and
Will we turn to grieve
The damage
see
Never quake with
At what we have
What we have

we get down on we knee
O, we play at
But we do not the cost
We say
"On Me you can depend"
And
"I will be 'till the end"
Though we not bear the cross

Our word is so faint and
Broken by the slightest breeze or
Our hearts are so deceitful
and filled with lies
That to death

We are and thieves
Will we turn to grieve
The done
see
Never quake with
At what we have
What we have

Cowards and
Will we never turn to
The done
see
Never quake with
At we have become?
What we have

Cowards and
Will we never turn to
The damage
see
Never quake rage
At we have become?
we have become