Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was nineteen when I came to
They called it the of Love
They were burning babies, burning
The hawks the doves
I a job in the steamie
on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in love with a girl
Who was next to me

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
So fine a breath of wind blow her away
She was a child, oh she was running wild
She said, "As long as there's no on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me any way"

hair zig-zag around her face
And a look of
Like a fox in the headlights
There was in her eyes
She said, "Young man, oh you see
I'm not the kind
If you don't take me out of
surely lose my mind"

Oh she was a thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine that I might crush her she lay
She was a lost child, she was wild
She said, "As long as there's no price on love, stay
And you wouldn't want me any way"

We around the market towns
And picked fruit in Kent
And we tinker lamps and pots
And knives we went
And I said that we might settle
Get a few dug
Fire burning in the hearth and on the rug

She said "Oh man, you man
It surely sounds hell
You be Lord of half the world
not own me as well"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
So fine a breath of wind blow her away
She was a child, oh she was running wild
She said, "As long as there's no price on love, stay
And you wouldn't me any other way"

We was down the Gower one time
The was pretty good
She thought we shouldn't for the frost
And I thought maybe we
We was drinking more in those
And tempers reached a
And a fool I let her run
With the itch

Oh the I heard she's sleeping rough
Back on the beat
White Horse in her hip
And a at her feet
And they say she even married
A man named Brown
But even a caravan
Was too much settling

And they say her flower is now
Hard weather and hard
But that's just the price
You pay for the chains you

Oh she was a rare thing, as a bee's wing
And I miss her more than words could say
If I just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my today
Well I wouldn't her any other way