Luyện nghe bài hát The Colonial Wing

Here is the house of Her Majesty
Well guarded by sentry but are free

this the ray-less and benighted age
Witches by tallow shifted
their shapes

Here is the and mortar
ground the poison seed
A lute, a for jousting
And the poems of a

When all the books
Were copied off in golden
Well away in
A crypt

Superstition belief

Over mountain, over and over sea
map and compass lead the caravan
And the fleet

Here's the and plunder
bore home
Ivory tusk inlaid with precious

Raw silk and spices by the barrel
A soft skin with mallets
Of bone

A wide rampage
Rampage of

So here the concludes
The Wing
The rooms of the most
property

An early of spectacles
A claw divan
Ornate clocks with birds strut
On the half hours and quarter

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