Luyện nghe bài hát She Has Faces

She has faces up in her
And gaze down on her guarding her slumber
A black bead rosary under her
And when it thunders she clutches it

And she hears is white and sound is black
The world is wrapped in a paper
And when I I close the door
To galaxy of yours

Dropping by I open a window as the blows in
The are butterflies
And we hear the church bells ring out on a
And all of their left us singing

is black, the room is bright
Our world is basking in TV
We are laid out on the
Of galaxy of yours

With all of your heroes
In paper piles laid on the
And I push my lightly
And fill in any empty nail

A top, a jewelry box
Colored tassels tied in
And a porcelain girl
A music box for us

And your light is a star, or a firefly
That leads my up to the ceiling
Wondering if you that it's the sky

With all of heroes waiting
In paper laid on the floor
And I push my lightly
And fill in any empty nail

Open the window
And pick up paper off the
And I my paintbrush tightly
And fill in any nail holes

the window slightly
Open the window
Open the window
Open the window
Open the window