Luyện nghe bài hát Late November

The it was drunk, the ship it was sunk
The shot it was dead, all the were drowned
The birds they were clouds, the and the shrouds
And as we south the mist it came down

The wooded ravine to the stream
The serpent he moved, but no-one say
The depths of the waters, the bridge distraught us
And brought to me thoughts of the day

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

The methods of madness, the pathos and the
God help you all, the insane and
The black and the white, the of the night
I see only from the chimneys arise

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