Luyện nghe bài hát Deora Ar Mo Chroí

You ever hear the of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday
I've been talkin' to my alter, says "Life is what you it
And if you make it death well rest soul away, away, away"

It's a broken kind of feeling, she'd have to tie me to the
A bad moon's comin', better say your
I wanna tell her that I love her, but does it really
I just can't stand to see you down again, again, again

So I'm singing, oh is my kinda love
the kind that moves on
It's some kind that me alone, you know
Oh this is my kinda
It's the that moves on
It's the kind leaves me alone

I used to treat you like a lady, now my substitute teacher
bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man money, so I'm turnin over honey
Yes, Mr. Glory is once again doin' time, yeah

is my kinda love
It's the that moves on
It's the that leaves me alone
Now this is my love
It's the that moves on
the kind that, it's the kind that

Leaves me
Like a of thorns
all who you know
So don't burn bridges, woman
'Cause someday,

So I'm
This is my love
It's the kind moves on
the kind that leaves you alone, yeah
This is my kinda
It's the kind moves on
It's the kind that, kind that me alone

Like a crown of
It's all who you
Come on, come on, on
Don't your bridges, woman