Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose on you
I have no place to
And my bones are cold through
I tell 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 and happy thing
Her eyes were blue jewels
And we married in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little could bring
Or life had in store
But all things move their end
All move 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
* happy fields *
* joy forever dwells *
* horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some premonition
As if she saw into the heart of her final

Those lunatic eyes, that hungry knife
Ah, I see sir, I have your attention!
Well, it be?
How often asked that question
Well, then in succession
We had babies, one, two,
We called them hilda, hattie and
They were their children
eyes were bright blue jewels
And they were as a mouse
There was no laughter in the
No, not from hilda, hattie or
No wonder, people said, mother
so melancholy
Well, one night there a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a sick
I was a then
Joy and the girls 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 cots my were robbed of their lives
of murder much the same as my wife's
Method of murder much the as my wife's
It was midnight when I home
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's four innocent lives
never caught the man
He's still on the
It seems he has done many more
Quotes john milton on the walls in the blood
The are investigating at tremendous cost
In my house he wrote * his red right *
That, I'm is from paradise lost
The wind round here gets wicked
But my story is nearly
I fear the morning will quite a frost
And so left my home
I from land to land
I am upon your and you are a family man
Outside the wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to this small favour, friend
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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lines between asterisks by john milton