Luyện nghe bài hát The Loom of The Land

It was the dirty end of
Along the loom of the
When I walked with sweet
Hand 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 mission peeled
From the tower at mary's
to reprobate fields

And I saw that the
Was all blessed and
And breathed softly
In the majestic

O please don't cry
And try to
Your little hand upon my
Now go to

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

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

My they burned
In the folds of her
milky white air
From in her throat

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

I sally in whispers
never bring you harm
Her it was small
And warm in my

I her the moon
Was a magical
That it shone in winter
And silver in

And we and walked
Across the endless
Just me and my
Along the loom of the

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