Luyện nghe bài hát The Fruit of The Wild Rose

Goodnight my
I'm so
And so
By your memory
I cannot
For all dreams
They come to
Till comes stealin' them away
The of the wild rose
Hangs here with gone
crimson
As the days colder
The of the wild rose

In a country
Where the sea the land
You may walk with your
In the
some aroma
From a caf?
Might your eyes
Carry you

The fruit of the rose
and so sour on the tongue
Swollen and
As the light fades and
The wild rose
She me a summer but she's gone
As faces the winter

In eyes, in your mind, in your mind
Clearer a photograph
No of time
Ever could
You and I
Shimmering
a wild garden from another life

Will you your arm
Turn your round
Breathe a sigh
Wherever you lie
your hips
Feel the seed inside so
Dreaming westbound
And a man back from the sea

Dance for me