Luyện nghe bài hát Sit Down By The Fire

Sit down by the
And tell you a story
To you away to your bed
Of the things you creeping
When everyone's
And you wish you were out here

It isn't the in the wall
It the wind in the well
But each night march
Out of hole in the wall
Passing through on way
Out of

They're the things you see
When you wake up and
The cold things follow you
the Boreen
They live in the small of trees on the hill
Up at the top of the

And they dance on the
And they dance on the
tap on the window
When is in
And if ever you see

that you're dead
Or bite off your head
rip out your liver
And dance on your
They dance on your
They dance on chest
give you the cramp
And the cholic for

They're the things you see
you wake up and scream
The cold things follow you
Down the
They live in the ring of trees on the hill
Up at the top of the

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

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