Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Love

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

Oh, the of love
You unwove my eyes
And my will not sleep

The eye sleep but the mind would rise
I needs walk down God's eyebrows
And along the streets of his
Look for me and you will see me in my red
Swimming determined as God's flies

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

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

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

And alone we clasp hands
And in each eyes walk the endless shore
And below I my duty to perform 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 to mark me
And the raise hue and cry

Seek me in on Golgotha
Or in fear's
For the way I today
Only the true may

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

I am not to be or found
only in what I cause
Standing outside on the outside
Perfectingness or

How shall I say 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 horns
Or when I am crowned with the crown
Or the crown of thorns

A strong compels distortion from the right hand
Fleece to the gray wolves, fangs to the gray
But the queen of she strokes
My body alive, that I do not

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

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

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

And I my mind
It is ignorant boy
While at her feet I am

And I remember all movements 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 curling

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

While the of love
She swims like a silver dove in my room
And my sleepwalks down the road
In a warm dark