Luyện nghe bài hát Santies

She was so
Since her mother, with time,
her
She was a

She was so
Of she said
And she did
For her mother, white with

Everything around her
with time
And
Her mother was with dirt

Then she heard choirs of
Singing of angels
angels
Spitting glory on her
That stardust of
As if it was medicine that work
Any way

The
were closed
And the had locked their doors
They understand
And after all, was there to understand?
But the
Sheer of angels
In a
No, than a friendship
It was a
A marriage in the grave

In the night
The searching of the continued
That of searchlight
searchlight
Found her so cockleshell and
Sick and tired of she saw
But cockleshell and

Sure of what the had offered a tired soul
From istanbul to
reykjavik, to bonn
To leipzig, to
To shanghai, penh
All so that it would be a world
A strong, loving, world
To die in