Luyện nghe bài hát Send My Fond Regards to Lonelyville

Send my regards to Lonelyville
I'm staying in my valley on the hill
Oh, grow hale on seawater
A son on the milk
And something to loneliness
Sweet William

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

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

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

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

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

They cast the Man his anchor and his spear
First in gold then out the and through the prism of his tears
The moon sets to the great purse of the sea a folding mirror
As for the promise land the Sisters disappear

I set my prayers for Lonelyville
To fall with the snow at that lone window
The of the Wolf Moonlight to fall on Slater Mill
And leave something to loneliness Sweet will