Luyện nghe bài hát Something Beautiful (London Sessions)

I wanna something beautiful for You and from You
To You, to show You I adore You, oh, You
And Your journey me which I see and I see
All You through, mad for You and because of You

I couldn't You in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of
Ah, but You the soul and You know what makes it gold
You who give life through
Blood, blood, blood, blood, oh, blood,

Oh, I wanna something so lovely for You
'Cause I that's what I'd do for You
With the I stole, I know You forgave my soul
such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I we're agreed that it should have been free
And You to me

They dress the wounds of My people as though they're nothing
Saying, peace, peace there's no peace
They dress the wounds of My poor people as they're nothing
Saying, peace there's no peace

Days without number, days without
Now can a bride forget her or a maid her ornaments?
Yet my forgotten Me
Days number, days without number

And in their want, oh, in their want and in want
dress their wounds? Who'll dress their wounds?