Luyện nghe bài hát Raglan Road

On Raglan on an autumn day
I saw her and knew
her dark hair would weave a snare
I may one day rue

I saw the danger, yet I
the enchanted way
And I said, Let be a falling leaf
At the of the day

I said, on Grafton in November
We lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be
The of passions pledged

The of Hearts' still baking tarts
And I, and I, and I, and I not hay
Well, I loved too much by such and
Is thrown away, alright

I her the gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret
That's to all the artists who have
Known true of sound and time

With word and tint I never did not
I gave her of, reams of poems to say
With her own name there and her shiny hair
Like the clouds fields of May

On a quiet street where old ghosts
I see, I see her now
Away from me, away from me so
My reason, my reason, my reason, my must allow

For I have wooed, not as I
A creature made of
When the angel woos the clay, lose
His wings at the of the day, alright