Luyện nghe bài hát Beltane

Have you stood in the April wood
And called the new in?
And the phantoms of three thousand years fly
As the dead leaves

There's a in the grass behind your feet
And a tap upon shoulder
And the thin wind along your neck
It's just the old God's older

And the kestrel drops a fall of shot and
The red cloud hanging a come, a Beltane
A come, a

Have you ever a lover
Of the old elastic
And doted on the
In the ministry of

your head between the breasts
Of the fertile
And taken up the cause of
For the of argument

Or the kisses drop like a fall of shot
From soft lips in the rain a come, a

A happy old new to you and yours
The up for one more day, to be sure
Play it out gladly, for your card's again

you walked around your parks and towns
So orderly?
While the fires are burned on the hills
In far-off country

And the chill on your window sill
As the green man around
his walking cane of sweet hazel
Brings it crashing

your knuckles white as the thin stick bites
Well, just your groaning pains a come, a Beltane

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