Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Joy

Have on me, sir
Allow me to 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 years ago I met a girl joy
She was a and happy 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 things toward their end
All things toward their their end
On you can be sure
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Then one morning I awoke to find her
And for many days to
She so sad and lonely
Became joy in name
Within her there launched an unnamed sorrow
And a and grim force set sail
* happy fields *
* joy forever dwells *
* horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or awful premonition
As if she saw into the heart of her blood-soaked

Those lunatic eyes, that hungry kitchen
Ah, I see sir, that I have attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've that question
Well, then in quick
We had babies, one, two,
We called them hilda, hattie and
They were mother's children
eyes were bright blue jewels
And they quiet as a mouse
There was no laughter in the
No, not hilda, hattie or holly
No wonder, people said, mother
so melancholy
Well, one night there came a to our little home
I was visiting a sick
I was a doctor
Joy and the were on their own
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Joy had been bound electrical tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed into a bag
In their very cots my were robbed of their lives
of murder much the same as my wife's
Method of murder much the same as my
It was midnight when I home
Said to the police on the
Someone's taken innocent lives
They caught the man
still on the loose
It seems he has many many more
Quotes john on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are investigating at tremendous
In my house he wrote * his red right *
That, I'm told is from paradise
The wind round here gets cold
But my story is nearly
I fear the morning will bring quite a
And so left my home
I drift from to land
I am upon your and you are a family man
the vultures wheel
The wolves howl, the hiss
And to extend this small favour,
Would be the sum of earthly
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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lines between asterisks by john milton