Luyện nghe bài hát Here Till Here Is There

Where will you go days grow
Short and winds grow cold and green leaves are

was a road as once I saw
Wound bright ivies and trumpeting haws
Of whitest sand embroidered with
very few had taken

Where will you while rivers run
And days eat days and stars are pining?

In hopes more true in more gay
In love is stronger and brighter than day
In hands that heal in that play
In all shining