Luyện nghe bài hát Sanctuary

Dear uncle sold her into the kind of slavery.
Hood-eyed little middlemen profited damaged goods
the way.
Good angels brought her back to a nepal summer.
Debased, hollow-faced, a smile become her.
Now she's cosied up, cosied up and
In the warm of september.
Gone winter.
as to might-have-beens.
Somebody's in sanctuary, waiting.

Seen through softer of kindness, far and further still away,
From victorian zoos
Where staring ice cream play.
Big paws, worn and swishing tails.
damaged goods in the market sales.
Too proud for anger, too for hate: resigned in dignity.
before winter.
might-have-beens.
Somebody's in sanctuary, waiting.

near you in sanctuary, waiting.