Luyện nghe bài hát Santies

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

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

Everything around her
with time
And
Her mother was greedy with

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

The
were closed
And the midwives had locked their
They understand
And after all, what was there to
But the
Sheer choirs of
In a
No, more than a
It was a
A made in the grave

In the night
The of the river continued
bullet of searchlight
That
Found her so cockleshell and
and tired of what she saw
But cockleshell and

Sure of what the world had offered a tired
From to madrid
reykjavik, to bonn
To leipzig, to
To shanghai, penh
All so that it would be a stronger
A strong, though loving,
To die in