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
Hand hand

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

Along the loom of the
The bells peeled
From the at saint mary's
Down to fields

And I saw that the
Was all and bright
And sally softly
In the night

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

The and the poplars
Were turning backs
the rumbling station
We the tracks

We found an path
And followed it
The in the sky
Like a crown

My hands they
In the of her coat
Breathing white air
From deep in her

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

I told in whispers
I'll never bring you
Her it was small
And warm in my

I her the moon
Was a magical
it shone gold in winter
And in spring

And we and walked
Across the sands
me and my sally
Along the of the land

O baby don't cry
And try to
Your little upon my shoulder
Now go to