Luyện nghe bài hát Mother Rose

Mother every little morn' tend to me
she stood, waiting by the door selflessly
Took my hand took it with a tenderly
rose every little morn' tend to me

Now's the time to turn the
Now I have you

And I'll every little morn' tend to thee
When you rise open up eyes you will see
There I'll be waiting by the door to me
Take my hand look into your there I'll be

Now's the time to the view
Now I have you

Now's the to turn the view
Now I have you

Roses growing up by my door, up the vine
All the thorns and pain obscured, roses divine
Where we feel no pain and the love
Where climb, roses shall divine
Roses shall divine, I the pain when the roses die

shall divine holy mother
Mother of gold, mother with
and retold, she felt our tears
Heard our sighs and turned to
our eyes

She rose the light
She rose the light
She rose into the
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