Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Joy

Have on me, sir
Allow me to on you
I have no to stay
And my are cold right through
I will you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear that it is
Ten years ago I met a girl joy
She was a sweet and thing
Her eyes were bright blue
And we married in the spring
I had no idea happiness and little love could bring
Or life had in store
But all move toward their end
All things move toward their end
On that you can be
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Then one morning I to find her weeping
And for many days to
She so sad and lonely
Became joy in name
her breast there launched an unnamed sorrow
And a and grim force set sail
* happy fields *
* where joy dwells *
* horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some awful
As if she saw into the heart of her blood-soaked

Those lunatic eyes, hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, I have your attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've asked question
Well, in quick succession
We had babies, one, two,
We them hilda, hattie and holly
They were their mother's
Their eyes were bright jewels
And they quiet as a mouse
was no laughter in the house
No, not from hilda, hattie or
No wonder, people said, mother
Joy's so
Well, one night there a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a sick
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls on their own
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Joy had been bound electrical tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed a sleeping bag
In their very cots my girls robbed of their lives
Method of much the same as my wife's
Method of murder much the same as my
It was midnight when I arrived
to the police on the telephone
Someone's taken four lives
never caught the man
He's on the loose
It seems he has done many many
john milton on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are at tremendous cost
In my he wrote * his red right hand *
That, I'm told is paradise lost
The wind round here gets wicked
But my story is told
I fear the will bring quite a frost
And so I've my home
I from land to land
I am upon your step and you are a man
the vultures wheel
The wolves howl, the serpents
And to this small favour, friend
Would be the sum of earthly
Do you reckon me a
* the sun to me is *
* and as the moon *
Do you, sir, have a
Are you me in?
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Note: lines between by john milton