Luyện nghe bài hát Watchful Spirit's Care

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I gave her my own to take
and round she my sake
My in need,
and herself indeed
I met a girl in the meads
A fading was on her cheeks
Her honey were dreaming wild
beautiful, a fairy-child
And on the she's all alone
I sit upon this cold, stone
And I my time away
yet as I may
And the through the spears
My waters full of tears
Run in blood down the
for another You ease
Do You who made You
You are by what You do
spheres, spheres we see
Joy to misery
I fell my to fade
Almost asleep, my only
She spoke the word, used the
"I You true..."
And the fields, black and
The eternal winter's
Fed with cold, hands
in a rich and land
And the sun does shine
Joy another of mine
In what distant deeps or
the fire of Your eyes
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