Luyện nghe bài hát Isle Of Innisfree

I've met some folks who say that I'm a
And no doubt there's truth in what they say
But a body's bound to be a dreamer
all the things he loves are far away.
And precious are dreams unto an exile.
They him o'er the land across the sea --
when it happens he's an exile
From that dear lovely of Innisfree.

And when the peeps across the rooftops
Of this great city, though it be
I scarcely feel it's wonder or it's
I'm once back home in Innisfree.

I o'er green hills through dreamy valleys
And find a peace no other would know.
I hear the birds music fit for angels
And the rivers laughing as they flow.

And then into a humble shack I
My dear old and tenderly behold
The I love around the turf fire, gathered.
On bended knees, rosary is told.

But don't last
dreams are not forgotten
And I'm back to stern reality
But though pave the footways here with gold dust
I would choose my Isle of Innisfree.