Luyện nghe bài hát Hobs An' Feathers

The hobs are on the hill
To seek the of fairy light
Into the holts they run and

They dress in green, they love gold
talk to hornbeams in the cold
The old forest is their

Now I see all
the light they're ready to go
Strength in hand they
the barrows, they sing that old song

Hobs - an' feathers
Hobs - Hobs an'

The infiltrate through lands
pegs and pickets they go on
To the treasures of the ghosts

:into the room is a chest
Only dust it rests
Inside no a bunch of feathers

I seen them go
the light, they've already gone
Feathers in hand hold
Sad in the barrows, they cry that old

Hobs - an' feathers
Hobs - an' feathers

They dress in green, they love their
They talk to in the cold
The old forest is shelter

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