Luyện nghe bài hát The Butcher

I upon a butcher,
he was a lamb,
I accused him
with his lamb.
He said, "Listen to me, child,
I am I am
and you, you are my son."
Well, I a silver needle,
I put it my arm.
It did good,
did harm.
But the nights cold
and it almost me warm,
how come the night is
I saw some flowers up
where that fell down;
was I to praise my Lord,
make some kind of joyful
He said, "Listen, to me now,
I go round and
and you, you are my child."
Do not me now,
do not me now,
I'm down
from a fall.
Blood upon my
and ice my soul,
lead on, my son, it is world.