Luyện nghe bài hát The Lonely Doll

In to all things petite
pretty and sweet, the doll.
This first i offer a
and desire to the lonely doll.
A poetry from truth
but imagine the the lonely doll.
For eternally in youth
those compassion and roots
the doll.
I out of the salute
and last June, the lonely doll.
And heard a distant . the . moon
the doll.
my with . go with . dolls
the . the lonely doll.
I the dark and lights
until a ... house, the doll.
And the wind goes to sea
a doll before me, a 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.
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 laid down her head, the doll.
She picked up her sheep on and
something dread, the lonely doll.
the .was too drunk to sense
i .to her sense, the lonely doll.
And to leave this pretend
from my ., the lonely doll.
I remember that doll
and her greaves call, the doll.
and a little remind to the song
who said this wasn't so small, the doll.