Luyện nghe bài hát Darby's Castle

See the ruin on the hill where the smoke is still
Like an echo of an age forgotten
There's a story of a home crushed beneath blackened stones
And the roof that fell the beams were rotten
Seems old Darby loved his wife and he labored all his
To provide her with material
And he built for her a home of the finest and stone
And the soon became his sole obsession
Oh it three hundred days for the timbers to be raised
And the silhouette was seen for around
And the reached as high as the eagles in the sky
But it took one night to bring it down when Darby's castle tumbled to the ground
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Though they shared the bed there was precious little said
In the that were set aside for sleeping
For his busy dreams were filled the rooms he'd yet to build
And he never young Helen Darby weeping
Then one night he heard the sound as he laid his pencil
And he traced it to her door and the handle
And the pale light of the moon the window of the room
the shadows where two bodies lay in tangle
Oh it took hundred days...