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 will you a story
Of a man and his
And I swear it is true
Ten years ago I met a named joy
She was a sweet and thing
Her eyes were bright blue
And we were married in the
I had no idea what and little love could bring
Or life had in store
But all things move toward end
All things move toward their end
On that you can be
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Then one morning I to find her weeping
And for many days to
She so sad and lonely
joy in name only
Within her breast there an unnamed sorrow
And a dark and grim force set
* farewell happy *
* joy forever dwells *
* hail horrors *
Was it an act of or some awful premonition
As if she saw into the of her final blood-soaked

Those lunatic eyes, that kitchen knife
Ah, I see sir, that I your attention!
Well, it be?
How often I've asked that
Well, then in quick
We had babies, one, two,
We called them hilda, hattie and
They were their mother's
Their eyes were bright blue
And they were quiet as a
There was no laughter in the
No, not from hilda, hattie or
No wonder, people said, mother
so melancholy
Well, one night came a visitor to our little home
I was a sick friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls were on own
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Joy had been bound electrical tape
In her a gag
She'd been repeatedly
And into a sleeping bag
In their very cots my girls robbed of their lives
Method of murder the same as my wife's
Method of much the same as my wife's
It was when I arrived home
Said to the police on the
taken four innocent lives
They caught the man
still 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 told is paradise lost
The wind round gets wicked cold
But my story is told
I fear the will bring 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 wolves howl, the hiss
And to this small favour, friend
Would be the sum of 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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Note: between asterisks by john milton