Luyện nghe bài hát When Poets Dreamed of Angels

She rises from bed, runs to the mirror
The bruises in moments of fury
He kneels her once more, whispers a promise
"Next time, I'll break bone in your body"

And the let the devil in
If the river ran dry, they'd it happening

As the players deal their hands
From the bottom of the
Row upon row of houses blown away
Medicine for the complaint

the poets dreamed of angels, what did they see?
History lined up in a flash at backs
When the poets dreamed of angels, did they see?
The bishops and well placed to attack