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

House the Hill

High on a hill sits a big old
With wrong inside it.
haunt the halls
And no effort now to hide it.

will put their souls to rest
And their ceaseless sighing?
Why do call out children's names
And of one who's crying?

MRS.
Well, you're not to care
uncle certainly isn't going
to trouble about you.

And the master hears the
On the stairways and still,
And the speak of secrets
In the upon the hill.

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

To my Lily?

MRS.
She a sweet, pretty thing and he'd
have walked the over to get her
a blade of grass she wanted. When
she died, it him worse than ever.

High on a sits a big old house
ith something inside it.
Someone died, and someone's
Alone and can't it.

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

Is it always so here?

MRS.
the moor. Miles and miles
of wild that nothing grows
on but and gorse and broom,
and nothing on but wild
and sheep.

What is that awful sound?

MRS.
That's the wind blowing through the
they call it that sound
but look there that light
far there
that'll be the it will.

And the master hears the
On the dark and still,
And the speak of secrets
In the house the hill.