Luyện nghe bài hát She Has Faces

She has up in her bedroom
And they gaze down on her her slumber
A black bead rosary her pillow
And when it she clutches it tightly

And she silence is white and sound is black
The world is wrapped in a paper
And when I leave I close the
To this galaxy of

Dropping by I open a window as the blows in
The curtains are
And we hear the bells ring out on a hill
And all of their left us singing

Silence is black, the is bright
Our world is basking in TV
We are laid out on the
Of this galaxy of

With all of your heroes
In paper laid on the floor
And I my paintbrush lightly
And in any empty nail holes

A top, a jewelry box
Colored tied in knots
And a porcelain girl
A box ballet for us

And your night is a star, or a firefly
leads my gaze up to the ceiling
Wondering if you think that the sky

With all of your waiting
In paper piles laid on the
And I push my lightly
And fill in any empty nail

Open the slightly
And pick up off the floor
And I hold my paintbrush
And fill in any empty holes

Open the window
Open the slightly
Open the slightly
the window slightly
Open the slightly