Luyện nghe bài hát The Loom Of The Land

It was the end of winter
Along the of the land
I walked with sweet Sally
Hand upon

And the it bit bitter
For a boy of no
With no on his feet
And a in his jeans

Along the loom of the
The mission bells
From the at Saint Mary's
Down to Reprobate

And I saw the world
Was all and bright
And Sally softly
In the majestic

O baby, please cry
And try to
Your little hand my shoulder
Now go to

Well the elms and the
Were all turning backs
the rumbling station
We followed the

We found an untrodden
And it down
The in the sky
a dislodged crown

And my hands burned
In the folds of her
milky white air
From in her throat

O baby, please cry
And try to
Your little head my shoulder
Now go to

I Sally in whispers
I'll never you harm
Her breast, it was
And in my palm

I told her the moon
Was a thing
It shone gold in the
And silver in

And we and walked
Across the endless
me and my Sally
Along the of the land

O baby, please cry
And try to
Your head upon my shoulder
Now try to

O baby, please cry
And you weep
Lay your head my shoulder
Now try to