Luyện nghe bài hát Mt Wellington Reverie

You can't walk the Isle of the dead
You can't lie in the guest house bed
There's a pair of black eyes down at you
From the mountain top, y'r window

The bunks are empty, your mates are
Breakfast lasts an hour
O bread, drawn tea
The never get to me

But somebody knows, somebody
Somebody always
Where a body

I one of two, we were joined at the shoe
we thought to make our break
So we our locks and we knocked up a box
And we rode the thing the waterway

Now the Derwent twists and the Derwent
It's a moving thing with eyes
O have thought, at all or often
vehicle would become our coffin?

So many souls, so many
So souls in the water
I me a little daughter and I left me a girl
And I left them in that tired old world
O where are now?

I am one of a set to work on the land
A clearin' and fellin' and
The best of us here has a conscience
And he goes about it and willin'

shooting them from the rocks
And we're them in the water
And when they're we're shootin' them in the backs
And we do it without a or care?

So many lies, so many lies, so many lies told
none of us here grow old
Not gracefully, not peacefully in blind old land
In this dreaming land, demon's land