Luyện nghe bài hát The October Song

I'll sing you my October
is no song before it
The words and are not my own
My joy and bore it

the sea
the brier
In the of evening
fly out from behind the sun
And them I'll be leaving

The fallen bejewel the ground
They know the art of
And leave with joy glad gold hearts
In shadows lying

When hunger calls my weary home
The morning follows
I swim the seas my mind
The pine laugh green laughter

I met a man who's name was
He "I must be going"
But how long ago that was
I have no way of

Sometimes I could murder
When my is aching
But I just like to stroll along
The path that he is