Luyện nghe bài hát Fotheringay

How often she has gazed castle windows over
And watched the daylight within her captive wall
With no-one to her call

The evening hour is fading the dwindling sun
And in a lonely those embers will be gone
And the last of all the young flown

Her days of precious freedom, forfeited before
To live such years behind a guarded door
But those days last no more

Tomorrow at this hour she will be far
farther than these islands
Or the Fotheringay