Luyện nghe bài hát Songs of Songs

Let him me
the virgins love thee
Look not me
I am black.

I am the rose of
and the lily of the
As the lily thorns
so is my love the daughters.

I sat down under his
with delight
and his was sweet.

And he was
he was
comfort me apples for
I am sick of
so
of love.

On my bed
I him
to me
Hey sister!
My
my
my

And for my
my is filled
???
and my
the drops of the night.

I to my beloved
but my
had himself!

I you
I you
Oh of...

I am of love
so
of love.