Luyện nghe bài hát The Loom Of The Land

It was the dirty end of
Along the of the land
When I walked with sweet
upon hand

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 bells peeled
From the at Saint Mary's
to Reprobate Fields

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

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

Well the elms and the
all turning their backs
Past the station
We the trains

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

And my they burned
In the folds of her
Breathing white air
deep in her throat

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

I told in whispers
I'll bring you harm
Her breast, it was
And warm in my

I told her that the
Was a magical
It gold in the winter
And silver in

And we walked and
the endless sands
Just me and my
the loom of the land

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

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