Luyện nghe bài hát Marry Me

Marry me he said his rotten teeth, bad breath and then
Marry me of that strapping young goatherd but when
I was in his bed and my father had me
I knew I any choice, hushed my voice
Did what any would do

And when I'm at least I was wedded
And when I am buried at least I was
I'll my behavior with wine as my savior

But oh, what things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and
I'm lucky to his bed
Especially since I'll be dead

me he said, God he's ugly but fortune is ours
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women and
I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
So I can pretend that I'm menstru, well unavailable

My life is arranged but union's deranged
So fuck who I choose for I've nothing to lose
And when master's displeased I'll be on my knees again

Oh, beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and
I'm lucky to his bed
Especially I'll soon be dead

When dining on peacock I I won't swallow
Through balls, births and bridge I know what will follow
We're coupled through hell, hurt and hunger
Or at least until husband finds someone

Yes, fertilization is of my station
I as he drabs me in anticipation
Of who will run things when I'm under covers
But whose children are Why mine and my lover's

But oh, what beautiful things I'll
beautiful dresses and hair
I'm to share his bed
Especially since soon be dead

What beautiful things wear
beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to his bed
So why do I I was