Luyện nghe bài hát The Body Lover

At last coming up, the sun
The day be gone
With blackened teeth and ruddy
And swigging long his gin
He's weak with his back
The he carries in his sack.
The bulging burlap caked with
Is foul yet musky from it lay
Beside his shovel, oh rubble
her cold and lonely grave
The mournful wind sings songs of
How lovely she in her dress
Behold the tempting flesh
Her eyes filled with blind grace
Her lips with secret tastes ..
For raven in tangles coiled
Upon satin, he hath toiled.
He'd held her dainty and sighed...
The smooth upon her thighs
And wrapped his fraying scarf
One little heart in a jar...
Swaying now lifts his head
This stops to toast the dead
And will he in town lust waits
For he'll be by pounds just weighed...
This he'll roam the streets of mud
He's slushing down these roads of
Tonight he'll own the and mud
night he'll roam the streets of mud
HE'S SLUSHING DOWN THESE ROADS OF
he'll own the meat and mud
HE'LL DRINK THESE
EAT THIS BLOOD
How she in her blue dress
the tempting virgin flesh
Ravished only by one