Luyện nghe bài hát Witchful Spirit's Care

I her eyes my own to take
and round she my sake
My hands in
and herself indeed

I met a girl down in the
A rose was on her cheeks
Her honey eyes dreaming
beautiful, a fairy-child

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

And the through the spears
My heart full of tears
Run in blood the wall
for another give you
Do you know who made
You are by what you do
Into spheres, we see
Joy reduces to

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

And the fields, and bare
The eternal there
Fed with cold, hands
in a rich and land

And the sun never shine
Joy another loss of
In what deeps or skies
burned the fire of eyes?
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