Luyện nghe bài hát A Touch Of Henry Moore

(Hofstede)

I hear the of steel

I hear the grindstone
And I am looking

I see the cool wet

I see the tin white
And I am looking
Hesitating so afraid to
And is more to it
Than the eye knew it
And there is to it
Than meets the eye it
A figure
of brass and steel
It's a mixture
How I think and
And is more to it
I
A touch of Moore and
Barbara

In a slow

The falling
And I am