Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Mourning

summer mourning, I to slip away
there is nothing, there is no one who would a word to say
I venture off down suburban London lane
there is nothing, there is no one to whom I explain
I turn, I and the houses fall behind
who would thought that I'd be one who would so hope to find
these pale green fields, their repetition
the slight from the morning to the afternoon edition
so
so
on
on
the road it narrows and head high appear
thick with some toxicity, unsolved but fear
and in this grove, a channel a small divide
I to find Ophelia drifting calmly by
so
so
on
on
so I continue, I upon the town
the people moving purposely around
in the market there's a woman so veiled
perfect darkness of her fabric, at I would fail
do I imagine or do I catch her
she smile for a moment within the summer haze?
it matters. did I forget to say?
I'm a spectre, I'm a across a perfect summer day
on
for off
away away