Luyện nghe bài hát Darby's Castle

See the ruins on the where the smoke is hanging still
an echo of an age long forgotten
There's a story of a home crushed those blackened stones
And the roof fell before the beams were rotten
Cecil Darby loved his wife and he labored all his
To provide her material possessions
And he built for her a of the finest wood and stone
And the building soon became his sole
Oh it took three hundred for the timbers to be raised
And the silhouette was for miles around
And the reached as high as the eagles in the sky
But it only took one to bring it down
Darby's castle tumbled to the ground

Though they shared the common bed was precious little said
In the moments that were set 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 and as he laid his down
He traced it to her door and the handle
And the pale light of the through the window of her room
Split the shadows where two bodies lay in
Oh it took hundred days...