Luyện nghe bài hát Santies

She was so
her mother, white with time,
her
She was a

She was so
Of she said
And she did
For her mother, white time

around her mother
White time
And
Her mother was with dirt

Then she choirs of angels
Singing of angels
angels
Spitting glory on her
That of failure
As if it was that didn't work
Any way

The
They were
And the midwives had their doors
They understand
And after all, what was to understand?
But the
Sheer choirs of
In a
No, than a friendship
It was a
A marriage made in the

In the shivering
The searching of the river
That of searchlight
searchlight
Found her so cockleshell and
and tired of what she saw
But cockleshell and

of what the world had offered a tired soul
From to madrid
From reykjavik, to
To leipzig, to
To shanghai, pnonm
All so that it would be a world
A strong, loving, world
To die in