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 through

I will 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 sweet and happy
Her eyes bright blue jewels
And we were in the spring

I had no what happiness
And little love could
Or what life had in
But all things move toward end
All things move their end
On that you can be
Hit it

Then one morning I awoke to her weeping
And for many to follow
She grew so sad and
Became Joy in name
Within her
There launched an unnamed
And a dark and grim set sail

Farewell fields
Where joy dwells
Hail horrors
Was it an act of
Or some awful

As if she saw into the
Of her final blood-soaked
Those lunatic eyes, hungry kitchen knife
Ah I see sir, that I your attention!

Well, it be?
How often I've asked question
Well, then in succession
We had babies, one, two,

We called Hilda, Hattie and Holly
They their mother's children
eyes were bright blue jewels
And they were as a mouse

There was no laughter in the
No, not for Hilda, Hattie or
"No wonder", said
"Poor Joy's so melancholy"

Well, one night came a visitor to our little home
I was visiting a friend
I was a then
Joy and the girls were on own

Joy had been bound electrical tape
In her a gag
been stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed into a bag

In their very cots my girls were robbed of lives
Method of much the same as my wife's
Method of murder the same as my wife's

It was when I arrived home
Said to the police on the
Someone's taken four innocent
They caught the man
still on the loose

It seems he has many many more
Quotes John Milton on the walls in the blood
The police are investigating at tremendous
In my house he wrote, "His red hand"

That, I'm told is from Paradise
The wind round here gets cold
But my story is told
I fear the morning will bring a frost

So I've my home
I drift land to land
I am your step
And you are a man

Outside the wheel
The wolves howl, the serpents
And to extend small favor, friend
be the sum of earthly bliss
Do you me a friend?

The sun to me is
And silent as the
Do you, sir, have a
Are you me in?