Luyện nghe bài hát A Dreadful Strain

Under (the) moon, time still to come
"If I keep questing, I may find settling!"
Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of
around at the frightened faces

One man speaks, and loud he cries
"All those fellows must go away to barrows!"
Then they all went for a indeed
Torch in and angry glances

Here is Jenny Greenteeth, twelve miles the nearest inn
(the) speaks of filthy tricks, she's as old as trees!
- be - As old as trees!

Nighttime - never say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful
homes so hidden, through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver, arms don't want your gold....!

In the end, the close at hand
Living gently, let's have a glass of brandy
Never they saw their home's open at night
Stars their silent traces

Here is Dana o'Shee, she's dwelling by to revenge
Empty a jug of whitest over her head!
- she'll away - Over her head!

Nighttime - they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful
Their homes so hidden, through branches old they
No gold nor silver, fear is sold at price....!

Jarpen, Aydan]

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