Luyện nghe bài hát Sisters Of The Moon

Intense
As she walked in the
Her robes trailing
Sister of the

And a black widow makes
More than she
And black moons in eyes of hers
Made sense to me

Heavy
It was to breathe
She was at the top of the stairs
And she to me

And so I followed as friends do
I cared not for nor money
And I think she
Well, the people, love her
And still they are the cruel

She asked me, "Be my
Sister, of the moon"

Some call her of the moon
Some say, illusions are her
like to wrap her in velvet
Does anyone, ooh, know her