Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose on you
I no place to stay
And my bones are cold right
I tell you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear that it is
Ten ago I met a girl named joy
She was a sweet and happy
Her eyes were bright blue
And we were in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little could bring
Or what had in store
But all things move their end
All things move toward their end
On you can be sure
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Then one morning I awoke to her weeping
And for days to follow
She grew so sad and
Became joy in name
Within her breast there launched an sorrow
And a dark and grim set sail
* happy fields *
* where joy forever *
* hail hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some awful
As if she saw into the heart of her final

Those eyes, that hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, that I have attention!
Well, it be?
How I've asked that question
Well, in quick succession
We had babies, one, two,
We them hilda, hattie and holly
They their mother's children
Their eyes were bright blue
And were quiet as a mouse
was no laughter in the house
No, not from hilda, or holly
No wonder, people said, poor
so melancholy
Well, one there came a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a friend
I was a then
Joy and the were on their own
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Joy had been bound with tape
In her a gag
She'd stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed a sleeping bag
In their very cots my were robbed of their lives
Method of murder much the as my wife's
Method of much the same as my wife's
It was when I arrived home
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken innocent lives
They caught the man
He's on the loose
It seems he has many many more
Quotes john milton on the walls in the victim's
The police are investigating at cost
In my house he wrote * his red right *
That, I'm told is paradise lost
The round here gets wicked cold
But my story is nearly
I fear the morning will bring a frost
And so I've my home
I drift land to land
I am upon step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this small favour,
Would be the sum of earthly
Do you reckon me a
* the sun to me is *
* and silent as the *
Do you, sir, a room?
Are you me in?
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Note: lines asterisks by john milton