Luyện nghe bài hát The Virgin

She went off to the
To what she was looking for
To identify, to try
To find herself hope
With the summer sun for
And the winter rain did
She was from learning
And from living, loving
her dancing love and young soul
And the gypsies in her
To the pulse of acceptance
When the began to freeze
no curfews left to hold her
And no to shield her pain
Finding out that were older
And that forms are insane.
The presence of protection
To fade, as did her
she now was no exception
Nor was the who pushed her out

Though the streets out,
Go,
Virtues strength of mind ring
In the maladies of
The sad she learned to sing.
Now, her teachers and
And the poet's throat
Are the vessels which on karmic ocean she will float.
Was her revolution,
a child in love's crusade,
With the question in her
Through the her eyes betrayed?