Luyện nghe bài hát Scene: A Train Platform In Yorkshire/the House Upon The Hill

House Upon the

High on a hill a big old house
With wrong inside it.
Spirits the halls
And make no now to hide it.

What put their souls to rest
And stop their ceaseless
Why do they call out children's
And speak of one crying?

MRS.
Well, you're not to care
your uncle certainly isn't
to himself about you.

And the master the whispers
On the dark and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the house the hill.

MRS.
a hunchback, you see.
And a sour man he was,
and got no of all his mobney
and a big place till he married.

To my Lily?

MRS.
She were a sweet, pretty and he'd
have walked the world to get her
a blade of that she wanted. When
she died, it made him than ever.

High on a hill sits a big old
ith something wrong it.
Someone died, and someone's
Alone and abide it.

There in the is a lonely man
haunted by her beauty,
Asking a life can be
naught remains but duty.

Is it always so ugly

MRS.
It's the moor. and miles
of land that nothing grows
on but heather and and broom,
and nothing on but wild
and sheep.

What is that awful sound?

MRS.
That's the blowing through the bushes
they call it wuthering that
but there that tiny light
far there
that'll be the it will.

And the hears the whispers
On the dark and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the house the hill.