Luyện nghe bài hát Lake Bras d'Or

There is a by Lake Bras d'Or
I never go anymore
It's not the same, you and I
The is narrow, over-grown
The few thread there, thread alone
A patch of land, I my own
I planted seeds, have grown
But have choked the few remains
My crop has in the sun
before it had begun
I I read the writing on the wall
Turned out that it was a bit of scrawl
I along, tasting my defeat -
There was a time when was writ
Seemed to me clear, and of wit
There is a path by Lake d'Or
I never go anymore
not the same, since you and I
The is narrow, over-grown
The few thread there, thread alone