Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Joy

Have on me, sir
me to impose 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 named joy
She was a sweet and happy
Her eyes were blue jewels
And we were in the spring
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 awoke to her weeping
And for days to follow
She so sad and lonely
Became joy in name
her breast there launched an unnamed sorrow
And a and grim force set sail
* farewell happy *
* where joy dwells *
* horrors hail *
Was it an act of contrition or some awful
As if she saw into the of her final blood-soaked

Those lunatic eyes, that hungry knife
Ah, I see sir, I have your attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've that question
Well, in quick succession
We had babies, one, two,
We called them hilda, and holly
They were mother's children
Their eyes were blue jewels
And were quiet as a mouse
There was no laughter in the
No, not hilda, hattie or holly
No wonder, people said, mother
Joy's so
Well, one night there came a visitor to our 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 electrical tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag
In their very my girls 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 when I arrived home
Said to the on the telephone
Someone's taken innocent lives
never caught the man
He's still on the
It he has done many many more
Quotes john milton on the walls in the blood
The police are at tremendous cost
In my house he * his red right hand *
That, I'm told is from paradise
The wind here gets wicked cold
But my is nearly told
I fear the will bring quite a frost
And so left my home
I drift from land to
I am upon your and you are a family man
Outside the vultures
The wolves howl, the hiss
And to extend this small favour,
Would be the sum of earthly
Do you me a friend?
* the sun to me is *
* and as the moon *
Do you, sir, a room?
Are you me in?
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Note: between asterisks by john milton