Luyện nghe bài hát Widow Weeds

She draped herself in widow
Veil of black and buttoned
Hid her face from the
A shadow where once had been a

Her husband of past twenty
Had passed away her in tears
Heart full of the fears
She beside his grave

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

Then she did wail a chilling
her fists and hit the ground
She moaned his name, she her hair
She verse and muttered prayer
How could a man so just, so
Leave her a like he could

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

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

Then came the reading of the
Grief had within her still
But to believe her ears
She her sobbing, halted tears

Not a penny, not a
No to be found
Not a of recognition
The was read with cold precision

Anger up in her breast
Well maybe was for the best
as the will was blessed
She tore her veil

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

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

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

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

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

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