Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Love

A power calls from the left hand
the waters deep
A strong calls from the left hand
Let all sleep or weep

Oh, the queen of
You have unwove my
And my will not sleep

The eye would sleep but the would rise
I must needs walk down eyebrows
And the streets of his eyes
Look for me and you see me in my red cloak
determined as God's blood flies

Creatures of grief, you beg from the
I will not carry home your sacks of
But I will pay the fiddler good if he smiles
Pray God he see

The fine, fine girls that are it
And my eyes salt water swim
And we disputing with a gaiety upon the world's rim
If I to love you with my body
It would be with a bent unto the day of doom

Oh, the queen of
I am in her
She is in my

And together we clasp hands
And in other's eyes walk the endless shore
And below I my duty to perform in the song
And that, that I was, you will see it no

The snow is on the of my heart
And to is to die
The men at arms do seek to me
And the monks hue and cry

Seek me in on Golgotha
Or in fear's
For the way I take
Only the may follow

The ancestors in stone armor for loyalty untrue
to make a zigzag of the arrow's flight
It is so in the bands of form
But I am girdled the storm and cloaked with the night

I am not to be or found
Save only in I cause
outside on the inside outside
Perfectingness or

How shall I say where I end or where you
How I say, what shall I play?
Shall it be you or the wind

As Pan with the eyes
Or with the wild
Or I am crowned with the paper crown
Or the crown of thorns

A strong power compels distortion the right hand
Fleece to the gray wolves, to the gray sheep
But the of love she strokes
My alive, that I do not sleep

The brews potions and pills
To his own front door
And the locksmith makes strong
To bar his gates to every new breeze blows

I now put lion's ears upon my ears?
Hear every sound as a
Shall I now put mouse's eyes my eyes?
Gauge the for size against my paw?

While the queen of
She to me
From above and beyond the

And I observe my
It is ignorant boy
While at her I am curled

And I remember all movements so well
Of such a form to give joy and ease much care
To perfume and let the colored gown
And to let down the curling

But now I play seed
And I play three-legged man
I will dream weaver and day bringer
And as catch can

the queen of love
She like a silver dove in my mind's room
And my body down the road
In a warm dark