Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Mushroom Down

There was a land I once tell
christened Mushroom Down
The folk who lived loved it well
And left their town
They stayed from the hour of birth
Until the day they
They never for any earth
their Mushroom pride
They made homes beneath the caps
Of wide and tall
And when came for tea perhaps
A neighbor to call
And while they sat in shade
And offered cream and
They talked of things they'd seen
the Mushroom lakes
They did not to journey there
They were so
But past the mossy somewhere
Lie what they did not
More curious grew by day
And more so by night
wondered if there were a way
To take a flight
Tormented by new desire
restless they became
And many to conspire
On for a frame
A brilliant vehicle
Of caps and string
One proved astronautical
And the very thing
And so the day arrived at
On which the should board
The celebration far past
they could best afford
But they were folks of merry
And when the kegs were
In unison arose gaze
And on the --- it rained
Now in the of the town
No soul had seen
A the likes of which poured down
Upon the Mushroom
A gathering was held
The late that night
And their votes were unmixed:
"We must the flight!"
The disappointment the land
Was more than could bear
For their own world, once so grand,
They did no care
To say the it was a shame
To see the act
As though lost their hope, their flame
their poor plans were sacked
But the rain continued on
For more than days
Their mushroom store was gone
They dreamt of sunshine
And that's when began to cease
Their of other towns
If this storm would decrease
Theyd Mushroom Downs
That night was spent in deep
No was seen to shine
But when the broke their sleep
They saw a divine
The was nowhere to be found
The sky was fresh and
of joy for miles around
Were all that one hear
And what is more, the had sprung
New overnight
And many hymns of were sung
And no one spoke of
And so at last the ballad
happiness sublime
And so the goes, my friends
That is, next time.