Luyện nghe bài hát Widow Weeds

She herself in widow weeds
Veil of black and sleeves
Hid her face from the
A where once had been a girl

Her of past twenty years
Had passed leaving her in tears
full of the future's fears
She kneels his grave

Where be colour every day
Just weeds, her friends all say
"please your tears and throw away
Those weeds of black and grey"

Then she did a chilling sound
Beat her and hit the ground
She moaned his name, she her hair
She chanted verse and prayer
How a man so just, so good
Leave her a like he could

should be colour every day
Just weeds, her friends all say
"please stop tears and throw away
Those weeds of black and grey"

And deep within chador of
The deep etched sorrow on her
madonna in her cowl of grief
Subservient in her

Then the reading of the will
Grief had hold within her
But to believe her ears
She stopped her sobbing, tears

Not a penny, not a
No to be found
Not a thought of
The will was read with precision

Anger jumped up in her
Well maybe was for the best
Even as the was blessed
She tore her veil

Tears of rage to of joy
No more from death's envoy
No more weeping, teeth
No more prostrate grief

She he loved her
So sure he her
She he loved her
So sure he her

But all his all his wealth
signify love for himself
Just signify love for

The fell unto the earth
a woman's rebirth
Witness a rebirth

She exorcised ugly demon
With a new found of freedom

Where should be every day
widow weeds, now she can say
She her tears and threw away
Those widow weeds of and grey