Luyện nghe bài hát Shaletown

On the blue-green rising, tide
Breathing in the
Sighing out the salt
Chaff is from the stubble fields
Leaving the dried land it threads the gate
Tunnel
Old man's
Sticking to the wild
Old man's
And follows the pot-holed
That to Shaletown
The ox-man's soul turns around
And ploughs the stubble
Caught in the mile
Between the to Shaletown
He watches the chaff leave his dry eye
And swing over rose-hip
To
Under sunset, cobweb clouds
Dipping to the
through the dead trees
Over carts that up the hills
Sticking into the sweat and hands
sacks flap
>From walls
Flailing arms to
>From walls
In to the groaning of Shaletown
The ox-man turns and walks into the
Towards the sea
Ploughing the lonely
As chaff settles in
The machines they groan and the they pound
As night falls on
The chaff settles in