Luyện nghe bài hát Widow Weeds

She herself in widow weeds
of black and buttoned sleeves
Hid her face the world
A shadow where once had been a

Her husband of past years
Had passed leaving her in tears
Heart full of the future's
She kneels beside his

Where should be every day
Just widow weeds, her all say
"please stop your and throw away
widow weeds of black and grey"

Then she did a chilling sound
Beat her fists and hit the
She his name, she pulled her hair
She verse and muttered prayer
How could a man so just, so
Leave her a widow like he

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

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

Then the reading of the will
Grief had hold her still
But unable to her ears
She her sobbing, halted tears

Not a penny, not a
No provision to be
Not a thought of
The will was read cold precision

jumped up in her breast
Well maybe this was for the
as the will was blessed
She tore her veil

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

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

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

The chador unto the earth
Witness a rebirth
Witness a rebirth

She exorcised grief's ugly
With a new sense of freedom

Where should be colour day
Just weeds, now she can say
She stopped her tears and threw
widow weeds of black and grey