Luyện nghe bài hát The Isle Of Innisfree

Words and Music: Dick
Maurice Music / EMI Music

I've met folks who say that I'm a dreamer
And I've no doubt there's in what they say
But sure a bound to be a dreamer
When all the he loves are far away.
And precious things are onto an exile
They take him o'er the land the sea
Especially when it he's an exile
From that lovely Isle of Innisfree.

And when the moonlight across the rooftops
Of this great city tho' it be
I scarcely feel its or its laughter
I'm again back home in Innisfree.

I wander o'er green hills thro' valleys
And find a peace no other could know
I hear the birds make fit for angels
And the rivers laughing as they flow.
And into a humble shack I wander
My old home, and tenderly behold
The folks I love the turf fire gathered
On bended knees their is told.

But dreams last
Tho' are not forgotten
And soon I'm to stern reality
But tho' they the footways here with gold dust
I would choose the Isle of Innisfree.
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