Luyện nghe bài hát The Crane Wife 3

And under the boughs
All clothed in the snowy
She had no so hardened
All under the boughs

feather, it fell from skin
'Til thread bare while she thin
How my eyes so blinded?
Each feather, it fell from

And I hang my head
Hang my low
And I hang my head
my head low

A gray sky, a sting
A rain cloud, a on wing
All out beyond
A sky, a bitter sting

And I will hang my
Hang my low
And I will my head
Hang my low

And I hang my head
my head low
And I will hang my
Hang my low

And I hang my head
my head low
And I will hang my
my head low, low, low