Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Mourning

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