Luyện nghe bài hát The Plainsman

I from the moor and the mointain, from the waterfall and stream.
I've turned my on the mountain track; I'm walking in a dream.
And ev'ry new horizon to mee it the same
But ev'rywhere old and bare while trav'ling on the plain.

There's no-one this road with me, a plainsman rides alone.
The welcome waits by a gate, no voice to call me home.
Alone I came this place, and that is how I will go
And all I learn is the season's turn, that's all I to know.

Oh the world is hung with silver tongues wiht advice to give.
If you can't me how to die, don't tell me how to live.
The plainsman's song, it's seldom long, it's more than meets the ear
And all I believe is the leaves at the turning of the year.