Luyện nghe bài hát The Shrine

I went down among the and pollen
to the old stone fountain in the morning dawn
underneath were all these pennies fallen from the hands of
they there and then were gone

and I wonder became of them
what became of

sunlight over me no what I do
apples in the are golden sweet
everyday a complete

I'm not one to pray for mercy
or to wish on n the fountain or the shrine
but that day you know I my money
and I thought of you
all that copper fine

and I wonder what of you
became of you

Sunlight over me no what I do
apples in the summer are sweet
everyday a passing
apples in the are golden sweet
everyday a passing

In the morning waking up to sunlight
All diffuse like abused
The sun is half its
When you talk you even look in my eyes
in the morning, in the

In the doorway that letter I wrote
in the pulling away putting on your coat
in the ocean washing off my from your throat
in the morning, in the

in the ocean washing off my from your throat
in the morning, in the

Green hang from my tree
belong only to me
Green apples hang from my green tree
they only to, only to me

and if I just stay awhile staring at the sea
and the waves break ever closer, near to me
I will lay down in the sand and let the ocean
carry me to Innisfree pollen on the breeze