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 it is true
Ten ago I met a girl named joy
She was a sweet and happy
Her eyes were bright jewels
And we were in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little love could
Or what had in store
But all move toward their end
All things toward their their end
On you can be sure
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Then one I awoke to find her weeping
And for days to follow
She grew so sad and
joy in name only
Within her breast there an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and grim force set
* farewell happy *
* joy forever dwells *
* horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some awful
As if she saw the heart of her final blood-soaked

Those eyes, that hungry kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, that I your attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've that question
Well, then in succession
We had babies, one, two,
We them hilda, hattie and holly
They their mother's children
Their eyes were bright jewels
And were quiet as a mouse
There was no laughter in the
No, not from hilda, hattie or
No wonder, people said, poor
Joy's so
Well, one night came a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a sick
I was a then
Joy and the were on their own
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Joy had been bound electrical tape
In her a gag
She'd stabbed repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag
In their very my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of much the same as my wife's
of murder much the same as my wife's
It was midnight when I arrived
to the police on the telephone
Someone's taken four innocent
never caught the man
He's on the loose
It seems he has done many more
Quotes milton on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are investigating at cost
In my house he wrote * his red right *
That, I'm is from paradise lost
The wind round here gets cold
But my story is nearly
I fear the will bring quite a frost
And so I've left my
I drift land to land
I am your step and you are a family man
Outside the vultures
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this small favour,
be the sum of earthly bliss
Do you reckon me a
* the sun to me is *
* and as the moon *
Do you, sir, a room?
Are you me in?
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La la la la la la la la la la

lines between asterisks by john milton