Luyện nghe bài hát The Hand That Rocks The Cradle

Please don't cry, for the ghost and the storm
not invade this sacred shrine nor infiltrate your mind
My life down I shall lie if the should try
To tricks on your sacred mind
To tease, torment, and
Wavering loom, a piano plays in an empty room
be blood on the cleaver tonight
And when darknesss lifts and the room is bright, I'll still be by side

For you are all matters and I'll love you till the day I die
There never need be in your eyes
As long as the that rocks the cradle is mine
Ceiling shadows by
And when the towers like a beast of prey
There's in your beautiful eyes
Oh, untouched, unsoiled, wondrous eyes
My down I shall lie
Should restless spirits try to tricks on your sacred mind

I once had a child and it saved my life and I never even asked his
I just into his wondrous eyes
And said "Never, never, again"
And all too soon I did return, like a moth to a flame
So rattle my all over the stones
I'm only a beggar-man whom owns
Oh, see how words as old as sin fit me a glove
I'm here and here I'll stay, together we'll lie, together we'll

There never be longing in your eyes
As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is
As long as the hand that rocks the is mine, mine
up on my knee, sonny boy
Although you're only three, boy
You're, you're mine and your mother, she just never
Oh, mother, as long, as long, as long
I did my for her, I did my best for her

As long as, as long, as long, as
I did my for her, I did my best for her, oh