Luyện nghe bài hát Ears of Tin

In the late hours of a sunset
Chill breeze tide that carries me through you
Got a job in a southern city, got some in my tank
Now I must whisper goodbye, I'm for the mainland

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

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

in the city, cut by a cold sea
People movin' on an ocean, groundswell of
Storm-lashed on the high-rise, their words are spray to the
Blown like laughter, falling on ears of tin

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

There was a girl where I from
Seems like a long time, long gone by
the west wind in her hair
She from the hill
Yeah, she in my mainland blues
Up in blues

It's the blues

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

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