Luyện nghe bài hát Sit Down By The Fire

Sit by the fire
And tell you a story
To you away to your bed
Of the things you creeping
everyone's sleeping
And you you were out here instead

It isn't the mice in the
It the wind in the well
But night they march
Out of that hole in the
through on their way
Out of

They're the things you see
When you up and scream
The things that follow you
the Boreen
They in the small ring of trees on the hill
Up at the top of the

And they on the rain
And dance on the wind
tap on the window
When is in
And if you see them

Pretend that you're
Or they'll off your head
They'll rip out your
And dance on neck
They dance on your
They dance on your
They give you the
And the for jest

the things that you see
When you wake up and
The things that follow you
Down the
They live in the ring of trees on the hill
Up at the top of the

play on the wind
They sing on the
They dance on your
They in your brain

this place
It is damp and it's
The best on earth
But it's dark and old
So lie the wall
And cover your
Good and God bless,
Now off to bed