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 will tell you a
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 blue jewels
And we were married in the
I had no what happiness and little love could bring
Or what life had in
But all things toward their end
All things move toward their end
On you can be sure
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Then one morning I to find her weeping
And for many to follow
She so sad and lonely
joy in name only
Within her breast there an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and force set sail
* happy fields *
* joy forever dwells *
* 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 often I've asked question
Well, then in quick
We had babies, one, two,
We called them hilda, hattie and
were their mother's children
Their eyes were bright jewels
And they quiet as a mouse
There was no in the house
No, not from hilda, or holly
No wonder, said, poor mother
Joy's so
Well, one there came a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the were on their own
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Joy had been bound with tape
In her a gag
She'd been repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag
In very cots my girls were robbed of their lives
Method of murder the same as my wife's
Method of much the same as my wife's
It was midnight when I home
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken four innocent
They never 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 are investigating at tremendous cost
In my house he * his red right hand *
That, I'm told is from paradise
The wind round here gets cold
But my is nearly told
I fear the morning will bring a frost
And so I've my home
I drift from land to
I am upon step and you are a family man
the vultures wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to this small favour, friend
Would be the sum of earthly
Do you me a friend?
* the sun to me is *
* and silent as the *
Do you, sir, have a
Are you me in?
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lines between asterisks by john milton