Luyện nghe bài hát Mt Wellington Reverie

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

The bunks are empty, mates are gone
Breakfast lasts an long
O bread, drawn tea
The bastards'll get to me

But somebody knows, somebody
always knows
Where a goes

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

Now the Derwent and the Derwent slides
It's a thing with many eyes
O who'd have thought, at all or
vehicle would become our coffin?

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

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

We're them from the rocks
And shooting them in the water
And when they're runnin' we're them in the backs
And we do it without a thought or

So many lies, so many lies, so many been told
We'll none of us here old
Not gracefully, not peacefully in this old land
In dreaming land, some demon's land