Luyện nghe bài hát Acres Wild

I'll make to you in all good places
Under black mountains in spaces
By deep brown rivers, oh, that darkly
Through far where the blue hare races

Come me to the winged isle
Northern father's western
Where the dance of is playing still
Through far marches of wild

I'll make love to you in narrow streets
With shuttered windows and chimneys

Come with me to the weary
Discos under tiles
That slide roof-tops, scatter softly
On concrete marches of acres

By red bricks pointed, oh, with fingers
Flaking damply from shoulders

Come me to the winged isle
father's western child
Where the of ages is playing still
Through far marches of wild