Luyện nghe bài hát Loom Of The Land

It was the end of winter
the loom of the land
When I walked sweet Henry
upon hand

And the wind, it bit
For a girl of no
no shoes on her feet
And a knife in her

Along the loom of the
The mission peeled
the tower at Saint Mary's
Down to Reprobate

And I saw the
All blessed and
And Henry breathed
In the night

Oh baby, don't cry
And try to
Your little upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep

The elms and the
Were turning their
Past the rumbling
We their tracks

My hands, they
In the of his coat
Breathing white air
From in his throat

Oh baby, please cry
And try to
Your little head my shoulder
Now we'll go to

I him, the moon
Was a thing
And that it shone in winter
And silver in

And we and we walked
Across the endless
me and my Henry
Along the loom of the

Oh baby, don't cry
And try to
Oh baby, please cry
And try to
Your head upon my shoulder
Now we'll go to