Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Mushroom Down

There was a land I once tell
christened Mushroom Down
The folk who lived there it well
And never left town
stayed there from the hour of birth
Until the day died
They cared for any earth
Except their pride
They made their homes the caps
Of fungi and tall
And when time for tea perhaps
A neighbor came to
And while sat in shade serene
And offered cream and
talked of things they'd never seen
Beyond the Mushroom
They did not to journey there
They contented so
But past the mossy somewhere
Lie they did not know
More curious they by day
And still so by night
They wondered if were a way
To take a Mushroom
by this new desire
More they became
And began to conspire
On for a frame
A brilliant flying
Of mushroom caps and
One proved astronautical
And the very thing
And so the day arrived at
On which the should board
The celebration far past
What they best afford
But they were folks of ways
And when the kegs were
In unison their gaze
And on the --- it rained
Now in the history of the
No soul had seen
A flood the likes of which down
the Mushroom Green
A was held betwixt
The elders late night
And their votes were unmixed:
"We must the flight!"
The disappointment the land
Was more than some could
For their own world, once so grand,
They did no care
To say the least it was a
To see the act
As though they'd lost their hope, their
When their poor plans were
But still the continued on
For than fifty days
Their mushroom was almost gone
They dreamt of rays
And that's they began to cease
thoughts of other towns
If only this storm decrease
Theyd Mushroom Downs
night was spent in blackness deep
No star was seen to
But when the broke their sleep
saw a sight divine
The rain was nowhere to be
The sky was and clear
Hurrahs of joy for around
Were all that one could
And what is more, the earth had
New mushrooms
And hymns of praise were sung
And no one spoke of
And so at last the ballad
happiness sublime
And so the story goes, my
That is, next time.