Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonely Doll

In to all things petite
pretty and sweet, the doll.
This first i a greet
and desire to repeat the doll.
A poetry from truth
but imagine the the lonely doll.
For eternally in youth
those pity compassion and
the doll.
I out of the salute
and last June, the lonely doll.
And heard a distant . under the .
the doll.
my soul with . go with .
the . the lonely doll.
I the dark and lights
a ... house, the lonely doll.
And till the goes to sea
a doll me, a lonely doll.
to the mirror was she
was it a ., the doll.
Her room was of dresses and
for a doll is a curse, the doll.
she .into breath from a
and .tones, the doll.
some brush made of jade and pearl
she .blond curl, the doll.
i saw the .of a
on the drops and . the lonely doll.
She went to her bed
and down her head, the lonely doll.
She picked up her on and said
with dread, the lonely doll.
the .was too drunk to make
i felt .to her sense, the doll.
And to leave this pretend
from my ., the lonely doll.
I remember singing doll
and her greaves call, the doll.
and it's a little remind to the
who this wasn't so small, the lonely doll.