Luyện nghe bài hát Rave On, John Donne

Rave on, John Donne, on thy holy fool
through the weeks of ages
In the moss borne dank pools

Rave on down the industrial revolution
Empiricism, atomic and age
Rave on down through time and space down the corridors
Rave on words on printed

Rave on, you us infinity
And well pressed torn to fade
Drive on with wild
Up tempo, heels

Rave on, Walt Whitman, nose in wet grass
Rave on, fill the
On nature's bright shady path

Rave on Omar Khayyam, rave on Kahlil
Oh, what sweet wine we
The will be held
We will partake the wine and the holy bread

on let a man come out of Ireland
And on, Mr.Yeats
Rave on through thy holy Rosy Cross

Rave on down through theosophy and the golden
Rave on through the writing of a
Rave on, on, rave on, rave on, rave on, rave on

on, John Donne, rave on thy holy fool
Down the weeks of ages
In the borne dark dank pools

Rave on, down though the revolution
Empiricism and and nuclear age
on, on printed page