Luyện nghe bài hát Good To Be Home

I can see the traveller, on his own
I can see the mother, with her grown
Sitting by the fire so
Waiting all
Watching for her dearly
for his return home

I can see the people, in emerald domes
I can see a mountain, rising a stone
Towering like a steeple
Always far
Beckoning the people
up that mountain, someday

I told you something, I may not shown
I'm telling you now; I'm not going to
It's to be home

I can see the no-man, to be found
I can see a lady, floating in her
through a soul-searching candle
on the way
Listening for a handle
Now her traveller's home to stay

I you something, I may not have shown
I'm telling you now; I'm not to roam
good to be home
It's to be home