Luyện nghe bài hát Dr.Watson, I Presume

I sat in a motel with the doctor
Just before we supposed to sing
He said regarding guardian wing
black and clipped misshapen thing
Hobbling on from to ring
Hung upside down and
Pecking at of the fallen


On frozen

Blackbird in a no more
They down 4 and 20
Bloodstained the of want and plenty
Now raven standing at his
Stared with eyes of solder

on a lacquer box
Introducing to locks
Seven there where hidden
Mysterious and forbidden

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

One follow
Two unknown
for laughter
Four after
Five-foot flood when the hit
Six deep, the eternal pit

Seven prayers and pleas
To imagined deities
Cat o' nine
Cat of nine
Brides turned into old wives
Your colours then it pales
And into the sunset it

Soon these will be scattered
Heaven knows what lies
It took a to discover
A to decide

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