Luyện nghe bài hát Nightwatchmen

To the among nightwatchmen
My other, my joy your oil-drum fire
You my gentle unfolding
The wool and the dye, the and eye

These songs you sing as you her up the stairs
And the boy smiles at the of the chair
We are loved for these things pass us by
All good for

As the sand into the hourglass
You hold every that it might remain
of me wants to see you crumble
Like those toys on a

of alabaster limbs into my arms
So that I have my place
Although the crutch may serve
To the only blade

That you to this fight
go another round
Let's go round

To the girl nightwatchmen
The long of morning
Will you by the hand

Precious stones, they're all for
chosen the tunes
Everything is so, is just so

And now birdsong, ice in the sun
Drip feed of gentle talk and
And I for a gap in the traffic
To her I'll always hold you close
all I'm good for