Luyện nghe bài hát Shaletown

On the blue-green rising, tide
in the pebbles
Sighing out the breeze
Chaff is blowing the stubble fields
Leaving the earth land it threads the gate
hedges
Old man's
Sticking to the plums
Old man's
And the pot-holed tracks
That to Shaletown
The ox-man's soul forever turns
And ploughs the stubble
Caught in the mile
the roads to Shaletown
He watches the chaff his dry brown eye
And swing over rose-hip
To
Under bronze-red sunset, cobweb
to the shadows
Dancing through the dead
Over carts struggle up the hills
Sticking into the sweat and hands
sacks flap
>From blackened
Flailing to welcome
>From blackened
In to the groaning of Shaletown
The ox-man and walks into the wind
the ceaseless sea
Ploughing the mile
As chaff in Shaletown
The machines they and the hammers they pound
As night falls on
The chaff settles in