Luyện nghe bài hát Revenge

[1]

Who are you
Once you loyal
Once you true

Run to
To against me
I will burn castle
I will slay, your
[2]
How can I be
To a murderer stole the crown
How can I be
To a
takes my country down

We'll take revenge for all the you stole -

The sins you did in the end you'll -

We'll revenge and put you down, in the
end seize the crown
take revenge for all the lives you stole -

[3]

and see
Here are the bloody
of your
dead
In a nameless
My lust for
make me safe
[4]
I've a thousand tears
In the of the lonely night
As the run dry
You
I know that I fight

[Gentlewoman:] Lo you, here she comes. This is her guise, and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her. Stand close.
You see her eyes are open.
[Gentlewoman:] Ay, but their are shut.
What is it she does now? Look how she rubs her hands.
[Gentlewoman:] It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus washing her hands. I have her continue in this a quarter of an hour.
[Lady Macbeth:] Yet here's a spot. Out, spot; out, I say. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear who knows it when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? ... Macduff the Thane of Fife had a wife. Where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that. No more
[Doctor:] a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.
[Gentlewoman:] I would not have such a heart in my for the dignity of the whole body.
[Lady Macbeth:] Wash your hands, put on your nightgown, look not so pale. I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried. He cannot out on 's grave. To bed, to bed. There's a knocking at the gate. Come, give me your hand. What's done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.