Luyện nghe bài hát The Iron Stone

A wind, a weaving mind
Over all the land the wild flowers grow kind to kind
On that day when I found the stone
Heavy in my hand in the sloping
the seas rolled on and over my heart
They roofed their of gray
The stone I found it on that day

The iron I brought it home
Heavy in my I brought it home
Black as the thoughts of
A man me it came from the moon
Flying time, it flew
Upon the long beach, there I it
horses told their tale
Among the stones it called me there, my hand it

Seeing in the thickness of the thick black
Forests and and Gods of the night
that sun shone on
Where Atlantis raised her shores
How sang the of the sea

The stag hunt rushing round the
One turn of light gone again
The of Merlin speak
Beneath their crown of gray
A piece of black and heavy
and rounded by the sea
Holding its and stones