Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonely Doll

In tribute to all petite
and sweet, the lonely doll.
This first i offer a
and desire to repeat the doll.
A poetry painted from
but imagine the suit the doll.
For beauty eternally in
pity compassion and roots
the doll.
I stumble out of the
and evening last June, the doll.
And heard a distant . under the .
the doll.
my with . go with . dolls
the song . the doll.
I follow the dark and
a ... house, the lonely doll.
And the wind goes to sea
a before me, a lonely doll.
Singing to the was she
was it a ., the doll.
Her room was of and bows
for a doll is a curse, the doll.
she .into breath a rose
and .tones, the doll.
With some brush made of jade and
she .blond curl, the doll.
i saw the .of a
on the tear and . the lonely doll.
She went to her bed
and down her head, the lonely doll.
She picked up her sheep on and
something with dread, the doll.
the .was too drunk to make
i .to her sense, the lonely doll.
And turned to leave pretend
from my ., the lonely doll.
I that singing doll
and her greaves call, the doll.
and a little remind to the song
who said this wasn't so small, the doll.