Luyện nghe bài hát The Shrine

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

and I wonder became of them
became of them

sunlight me no matter what I do
apples in the Summer are 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 of you only
all that glowing fine

and I wonder became of you
what of you

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

In the morning waking up to terrible
All like skin abused
The sun is its size
When you talk you hardly even look in my
in the morning, in the

In the doorway holding that letter I
in the driveway pulling away on your coat
in the washing off my name from your throat
in the morning, in the

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

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

and if I stay awhile here staring at the sea
and the waves break ever closer, ever to me
I lay down in the sand and let the ocean leave
carry me to Innisfree like on the breeze