Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Mushroom Down

There was a land I once tell
'Twas christened Down
The folk who lived loved it well
And left their town
stayed there from the hour of birth
Until the day died
They never cared for any
Except their Mushroom
They made their homes beneath the
Of fungi and tall
And time came for tea perhaps
A came to call
And while sat in shade serene
And offered and cakes
They talked of things never seen
the Mushroom lakes
They did not wish to there
were contented so
But past the banks somewhere
Lie what did not know
More they grew by day
And still so by night
They wondered if were a way
To a Mushroom flight
Tormented by this new
More they became
And many began to
On blueprints for a
A brilliant vehicle
Of mushroom caps and
One gent proved
And the very thing
And so the day at last
On the plane should board
The celebration far past
they could best afford
But they were folks of merry
And the kegs were drained
In arose their gaze
And on the stroke --- it
Now in the of the town
No soul had seen
A flood the likes of which down
Upon the Green
A gathering was held
The late that night
And even votes were unmixed:
"We postpone the flight!"
The disappointment through the
Was more than some could
For their own world, once so grand,
They did no longer
To say the it was a shame
To see the act
As though they'd lost their hope, flame
When their poor plans sacked
But still the rain on
For more fifty days
Their mushroom was almost gone
They of sunshine rays
And that's they began to cease
Their of other towns
If only storm would decrease
Theyd cherish Downs
That night was in blackness deep
No star was seen to
But when the morning their sleep
saw a sight divine
The rain was to be found
The sky was fresh and
of joy for miles around
Were all that one hear
And what is more, the earth had
New overnight
And hymns of praise were sung
And no one spoke of
And so at last the ends
happiness sublime
And so the story goes, my
That is, until time.