Luyện nghe bài hát Mt Wellington Reverie

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

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

But knows, somebody knows
Somebody always
Where a goes

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

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

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

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

We're shooting them from the
And we're shooting in the water
And when they're runnin' we're them in the backs
And we do it a thought or care?

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