Luyện nghe bài hát Dr.Watson, I Presume

I sat in a motel room the doctor
Just before we were supposed to
He said regarding guardian wing
This and clipped misshapen thing
on from claw to ring
Hung down and cawing
Pecking at of the fallen


On frozen

Blackbird in a crust no
They down 4 and 20
Bloodstained the land of and plenty
Now raven standing at his
with eyes of molten solder

Dripping on a box
Introducing to locks
Seven talents there hidden
Mysterious and forbidden

the honey from the comb
Ravel thread the loom
Dig the dirt up from the
Dr. Watson, I

One will
Two sorrow
Three for
Four after
Five-foot flood the waters hit
Six feet deep, the pit

Seven and seven pleas
To eight imagined
Cat o' tails
Cat of lives
Brides turned into old wives
Your colours then it pales
And the sunset it sails

these secrets will be scattered
Heaven knows what inside
It took a moment to
A to decide

Take the honey the comb
Ravel around the loom
Dig the dirt up from the
Dr. Watson, I