Luyện nghe bài hát Sanctuary

Dear uncle, sold her
the purest kind of slavery
Hood-eyed little profited
From damaged goods the way

Good angels brought her
To a last Nepal
Debased and
A might become her

Now, she's cozied up, up
And in the warm flush of September

before winter, wondering as to might-have-beens
Somebody's in sanctuary, waiting

Seen through softer cage of
Far and further, away
time-warp Victorian zoos
Where staring ice cream gameboys

Big paws, worn claws and swishing
More damaged goods in the market
Too proud for anger, too late for
Resigned in

Gone before winter, might-have-beens
Somebody's kitten in sanctuary,

Gone before winter, wondering as to
Somebody near you in sanctuary,