Luyện nghe bài hát Ears of Tin

In the late hours of a rendezvous
Chill against tide that carries me through you
Got a job in a city, got some lead-free in my tank
Now I must goodbye, I'm bound for the mainland

Island in the city, cut by a sea
People on an ocean, groundswell of humanity

Now the sun breaks rain as I climb Glen Shiel
On the trail of old cattlemen who drove their bargain south again
And in the eyes of those five, five of Kintail
There's a wink of seduction from the

Island in the city, cut by a sea
People movin' on an ocean, of humanity
Storm-lashed on the high-rise, their are spray to the wind
Blown like silent laughter, falling on of tin

Take my heart and my brawn
Take by stealth or by storm
Set my to cruise
I can see the glow of the lights
I'm fresh from the
Singin' the blues
Was in mainland

There was a girl I came from
Seems like a long time, time gone by
Wears the west wind in her
She calls from the
Yeah, she calls in my mainland
Up in mainland

It's the blues

There's a coast road that to heaven's door
Where a fat floats on muted diesel roar
And there's a on the hillside and there's a flame in her eyes
But how cold the burn on the mainland

in the city, cut by a cold sea
People movin' on an ocean, groundswell of
on the high-rise, their words are spray to the wind
Blown like silent and falling on ears of tin
In my blues