Luyện nghe bài hát Loom Of The Land

It was the dirty end of
Along the loom of the
When I walked with Henry
Hand hand

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

the loom of the land
The bells peeled
From the tower at Mary's
Down to Fields

And I saw the
All and bright
And Henry softly
In the night

Oh baby, please cry
And try to
Your head upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep

The and the poplars
turning their backs
Past the station
We followed tracks

My hands, they
In the of his coat
Breathing milky air
From deep in his

Oh baby, don't cry
And try to
Your head upon 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 walked and we
Across the endless
Just me and my
Along the loom of the

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