Luyện nghe bài hát Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas out
On the of Stephen
When the snow lay about
Deep and and even

shone the moon that night
Though the was cruel
When a man came in sight
Gathering winter

Hither, page and by me
If thou knows it
peasant, who is he?
Where and his dwelling?

Sire, he lives a good league
the mountain
Right the forest fence
By Saint fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me
Bring me fur logs,
Thou and I see him dine
we bear him thither

Page and monarch, forth went
Forth went together
Through the rude wind's lament
And the bitter

Sire, the night is now
And the wind blows
my heart, I know not how
I can go no

Mark my footsteps, good my
Tread thou in them
shall find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood coldly

In his master's steps he
Where the lay dinted
was in the very sod
Which the Saint had

Therefore, men, be sure
Wealth or rank
Ye, who now bless the poor
yourselves find blessing