Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Love

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

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

The eye would sleep but the mind would
I needs walk down God's 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 home your sacks of sorrow
But I will pay the good silver if he smiles
God he see tomorrow

The fine, fine 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 with my
It would be with a bent back the day of doom

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

And together alone we hands
And in each eyes walk the endless shore
And below I have my duty to perform in the
And that, I was, you will 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

me in vain on Golgotha
Or in hollow
For the way I today
Only the true may

The ancestors in armor calling for loyalty untrue
Seek to make a zigzag of the 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
only in what I cause
Standing on the inside outside
Perfectingness or

How shall I say I end or where you begin?
How shall I say, shall I play?
Shall it be you or the wild

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

While the queen of
She swims like a silver in my mind's room
And my body sleepwalks the road
In a dark swoon