Luyện nghe bài hát She Is Far

Blues and greys and greens the river
We into winter London parks, my darling
Monuments to blood spilt in foreign
In and toil/tall across our faces
Photographs in paper
And she is far
Ah you she's getting further every day

Well, youth is no excuse but I'll you still
For every single magazine, my darling
Monuments on Margate Sands summer...
And all our faces
And favourite river underneath the city aw
It floods with
And there's a new garden where the living