Luyện nghe bài hát The Love Thieves

Oh, the tears you weep
For the poor tortured
Who at your feet
With their love bowls

All the clerks and the
The and the sailors
All at their trades
But always be failures

for the poor
For the wretched
And the love they swore
With their on the Bible

the honor
To sit at table
And feast on your
As long as able

needs it's martyrs
Needs sacrifices
live for your beauty
And pay for vices

will be the death of
My soul brothers
But their shall live on in
The hearts of all

Your court
With your lips and smile
Your body's a
minds are on trial

Sure as is Eve
Sure as Jonah turned
They're crooked thieves
And you are jailer

Love needs it's
Needs sacrifices
live for your beauty
And pay for vices

will be the death
Of my lonely brothers
But their spirit shall on
In the of all others

Love will be the
Of my lonely soul
But their spirit live on
In the of all others