Luyện nghe bài hát Stolen Child

Where the rocky highland
Of sleuth wood in the
There a leafy island
Where herons wake
The drowsy rats
There we've hid our fairy
of berries
And of reddest cherries.

Come oh human child
To the and the wild
a faery hand in hand
For the world's more of weeping
Than you can

Where the wave of glosses
The dim sands with light
By far off rosses
We foot it all the
Weaving olden
Mingling and mingling glances
the moon has taken flight
To and fro we
And chase the bubbles
Whilst the world is of troubles
And is in its sleep.

Where the wandering gushes
the hills above glen car
In among the rushes
That scarce bathe a star
We for slumbering trout
And whispering in ears
Give them unquiet
Leaning out
From ferns that their tears
Over the streams

Away with us he's
The solemned
hear no more the lowing
Of the on the warm hillside
Or the on the hob
Sing peace his breast
Or see the brown bob
Round and the oatmeal chest.

For he comes, the child
To the and the wild
With a faery hand in
For the world's full of weeping
you can understand.