Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Love

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

Oh, the of love
You have unwove my
And my heart will not

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

of grief, you beg from the thief
I will not carry your sacks of sorrow
But I pay the fiddler good silver if he smiles
God he see tomorrow

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

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

And together alone we hands
And in each other's eyes walk the shore
And below I have my duty to in the song
And that, that I was, you see it no more

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

Seek me in vain on
Or in hollow
For the way I take
Only the true may

The in stone armor calling for loyalty untrue
Seek to make a 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 seen or
Save only in what I
outside on the inside outside
Perfectingness or

How I say where I end or where you begin?
How shall I say, what shall I
it be you or the wild wind

As Pan with the insane
Or with the wild
Or when I am crowned the paper crown
Or with the crown of

A strong power compels from the right hand
to the gray wolves, fangs to the gray sheep
But the queen of love she
My body alive, that I do not

The doctor potions and pills
To his own front door
And the locksmith makes bolts
To bar his to every new breeze that blows

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

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

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

And I remember all female so well
Of such a form to give much joy and ease much
To and let fall the colored gown
And to let down the hair

But now I play thrower
And I will play man
I will dream weaver and day bringer
And catch as can

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