Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Descending

Black hair, the descending
Baby puts her trust in
Tight black tie too quick to
no telling what he's after

Found a friend without
on a stolen engine
Far too fast to you
Ain't no telling he's up to

In time, the may soften
Trust that I'm hoping, darling
coin, he called my daughter
No good knowing what came

Met a man with missing
Shaking hands with strangers
Far too to pacify you
Ain't no telling they're up to

Late night, the cock shortly
Morning through the open
All us servants beg the
Ain't no knowing what after

In a year of fallen
Broken hands and boys in
Pray the lord might you
Ain't no telling he's up to