Luyện nghe bài hát Send My Fond Regards to Lonelyville

Send my fond to Lonelyville
I'm staying in my valley on the hill
Oh, I'll grow on seawater
A son on the milk
And leave to loneliness
William will

I once was there to the girl that mystic morning's eve
in the shade with all things up its leaves
Waking to the to be northern to be free
You can hear the sound of bells follow where she please

Some with the forked tongues they'd love again to
Some for a heart a yet stainless urn
You see say for a spell well it's the last they're seen or heard
But for all the falls for each alone, each alone will yearn

Now say to the Blind King
He was two hands and both empty of his Queen
In her place, the lone Spade right in to a silent hymn
See him bow and bend at twenty one and Jack the Blacksmith's

This is how they come to their loneliness
The weeks will pass in a tennis
she for him undresses
For so long with no point for the Distant Mister and the Misses
T'will be love, from above when at length the arrow hisses

The wallpaper clings to its dear life
Our 2D burns clear through the night
The Holy lead their piebalds down to the tide
Singing, oh, no my heart not be claimed by the fire

cast the Independent Man his anchor and his spear
First in then out the capitol and through the prism of his tears
The moon to the great purse of the sea like a folding mirror
As pointed for the promise land the disappear

I set my prayers tonight for
To fall with the snow at lone window sill
The ghost of the Wolf Moonlight to fall on Mill
And leave something to loneliness Sweet William