Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonely Doll

In tribute to all petite
pretty and sweet, the doll.
This i offer a greet
and desire to repeat the doll.
A poetry painted from
but imagine the the lonely doll.
For beauty in youth
those compassion and roots
the doll.
I stumble out of the
and evening June, the lonely doll.
And heard a distant . the . moon
the doll.
my soul with . go . dolls
the . the lonely doll.
I the dark and lights
a ... house, the lonely doll.
And till the wind 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 from 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 drops and . the lonely doll.
She to her canap bed
and laid her head, the lonely doll.
She up her sheep on and said
something with dread, the doll.
the .was too drunk to sense
i felt .to her sense, the doll.
And turned to leave this
my black ., the lonely doll.
I that singing doll
and her call, the lonely doll.
and it's a little to the song
who this wasn't so small, the lonely doll.