Luyện nghe bài hát Mistress of The Salmon Salt

In the district
Where the plants grow strong and
Behind the bush there lurks a
Who makes them strong and
The villagers her
girl........behind her back
Quicklime girl........behind the
Quicklime
She's the mistress of the salt
girl
Quicklime
Quicklime

In the when plants return
By harvest time she the score
Ripe and to the eye
Yet somehow to the core
And they her
Quicklime girl........behind her
girl........behind the bush
Quicklime
She's the of the salmon salt
Quicklime
girl
Quicklime

A harvest of life a of death
One body of life one of death
And when you've gone and choked to
laughter and a little step
I'll the quicklime, friend
For ripe and ready grave
For your and ready grave

It's springtime now and cares
And the almost done
And fertile graves it seems
Within a mile of that joint
Where coast crews still take their leave
listless in the sun
And the quicklime girl still her trade
The reduction of the from the one
And call her
girl........behind her back
Quicklime girl........behind the
Quicklime
She's the mistress of the salmon
girl
Quicklime girl........they her
girl

A harvest of life, a harvest of
Resumes it's course day
It as if by schedule
A harvester his arms to the rain
And toes that
And knees jerk
And necks like swans that to turn
As if to gasp or pray