Luyện nghe bài hát Two and Twenty Misfortunes

Brilliance, a of gold
And a voice that
"I am miserable"

He is the most of men
word he speaks, reeks of failure
He has failed where
Have succeeded
This failure

is a man
That is the source of his own
To face a lifelong
Of dreams is unbearable

is this man
A dark
A dark

Suffering no end
Nor his appetite for it
Opt for the darkest corner and

Keep your eyes
Keep turned back
is dead

Tomorrow is
is the grave
Yesterday he secured a

Time has cruel
Why should time be any different life
tomorrow is dead

His

He lie between
Resentment and
He shed his

As certain as a sheds its skin
Laid waste to a of talent
His curse of blessed with treasures
That just not gold enough

His misfortune