Luyện nghe bài hát Late November

The wine it was drunk, the ship it was
The shot it was dead, all the were drowned
The birds they were clouds, the brides and the
And as we drew south the mist it came

The ravine to the wandering stream
The he moved, but no-one would say
The depths of the waters, the bridge which us
And brought to me thoughts of the day

The temples were filled with the strangest of
One it by ear on the banks of the sea
That one was found but the others went under
Oh the tears which are shed, won't come from me

The of madness, the pathos and the sadness
God help you all, the and wise
The black and the white, the darkness of the
I see only smoke the chimneys arise

The pilot he all across the sky and woke me
He flew on the mercury sea
The dream it came back, all the tall brown people
The sacred herd on the phosphorus sand