Luyện nghe bài hát Darby's Castle

See the ruins on the hill where the smoke is hanging
an echo of an age long forgotten
There's a story of a home crushed beneath those stones
And the that fell before the beams were rotten
Cecil loved his wife and he labored all his life
To provide her material possessions
And he for her a home of the finest wood and stone
And the building became his sole obsession
Oh it three hundred days for the timbers to be raised
And the silhouette was seen for miles
And the gables reached as high as the in the sky
But it only took one night to bring it
When castle tumbled to the ground

Though they shared the common bed there was little said
In the moments were set aside for sleeping
For his dreams were filled with 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 pencil
He traced it to her door and turned the
And the pale light of the moon the window of her room
Split the shadows where two bodies lay in
Oh it took hundred days...