Luyện nghe bài hát Shaletown

On the blue-green rising, tide
Breathing in the
Sighing out the breeze
Chaff is blowing the stubble fields
Leaving the dried earth land it threads the
Tunnel
Old beard
Sticking to the wild
Old man's
And follows the tracks
That to Shaletown
The ox-man's soul forever turns
And the stubble field
Caught in the mile
the roads to Shaletown
He watches the chaff his dry brown eye
And swing over stile
To
Under sunset, cobweb clouds
to the shadows
Dancing the dead trees
Over carts that up the hills
Sticking the sweat and blistered hands
Nailed flap
blackened walls
Flailing arms to
blackened walls
In to the groaning of Shaletown
The turns and walks into the wind
the ceaseless sea
Ploughing the mile
As settles in Shaletown
The machines groan and the hammers they pound
As night falls on
The chaff in Shaletown