Luyện nghe bài hát Nightwatchmen

To the girl nightwatchmen
My other, my joy with oil-drum fire
You were my unfolding
The and the dye, the needle and eye

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

As the sand into the hourglass
You hold every grain that it remain
Part of me to see you crumble
those toys on a plinth

Pool of limbs into my arms
So I might have my place
Although the crutch may serve
To dull the blade

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

To the among nightwatchmen
The long of morning
Will take you by the

Precious stones, all spoken for
You've the tunes
Everything is so, is just so

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