Luyện nghe bài hát Murdoch

Going to Murdoch's to lay down my thoughts
Passing through the valley of stones for my mind has here
Barren land of beauty the sun has a scar upon your face
Under harvest moons I your ways
I follow the river of sand to the South
See the rise where the sky gives way to Murdoch's might
Always feeling your own mysterious life freezes
under the shroud that the mountain now holds
Murdoch tempted me gave me pennies to lend
so sweetly of sleep that I couldn't wait to get to the end
Black beaked crow cry a warning of oncoming
Give your wings to the mountain your body to the starving
still the flower of life may grow away from the sun
Knowing that with darkness a new has come
beckons me now calls me brother not friend
Speaks so sadly of life I can't wait to get to the end
Cold blow in the face of all hope that is born
Eastward but the fire of the North will not hold to southern skies
Even earthly silence cannot the spinning wheels of time
This is Murdoch's mountain no hill of life