Luyện nghe bài hát Witchful Spirit's Care

I gave her my own to take
and round she turned my
My hands in
and gave herself

I met a down in the meads
A fading was on her cheeks
Her honey eyes wild
beautiful, a fairy-child

And on the floor all alone
I sit upon this cold, grey
And I dream my away
yet as I may

And the stars through the
My heart full of tears
Run in blood down the
for give you ease
Do you know who made
You are called by you do
spheres, spheres we see
Joy to misery

I feel my strenght to
Almost asleep, my only
She the words, used the clue
"I you true..."

And the fields, black and
The eternal winter's
Fed with cold, fearless
in a rich and fruitful

And the sun does shine
Joy another loss of
In distant deeps or skies
burned the of your eyes?
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