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 thing
Her eyes were bright jewels
And we married in the spring

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

one morning I awoke to find her weeping
And for days to follow
She so sad and lonely
Became Joy in only
Within her
There an unnamed sorrow
And a and grim force set sail

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

As if she saw into the
Of her blood-soaked night
Those lunatic eyes, that hungry kitchen
Ah I see sir, that I have 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 for Hilda, or Holly
"No wonder", said
"Poor mother so melancholy"

Well, one night there came a visitor to our home
I was a sick friend
I was a doctor
Joy and the girls on their own

Joy had been bound with tape
In her a gag
She'd stabbed repeatedly
And stuffed into a bag

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

It was midnight when I arrived
Said to the police on the
Someone's taken four lives
They caught the man
He's on the loose

It seems he has done many more
John Milton on the walls in the victim's blood
The police are investigating at cost
In my he wrote, "His red right hand"

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

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

the vultures wheel
The howl, the serpents hiss
And to extend this favor, 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?