Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind

Catherine liked high
up, high up on the hills
A place for noises
Like
Noises the whales

Here she a chapel
her image
Her on the wall
A place where she rest and rest
And a place where she could
And listen to the blowing

And listen to the wind
And listen to the
And listen to the blow

She of children's voices
And on the wheel
saint of nothing
A woman of the
She was a lady
Of and high born
A lady of the
But now she and moans

And to the wind blow
Listen to the wind

I see her in a
High up on the
She be so lonely
Oh mother can't we
A to our catherine
A one, a deal
A rich one for the
Someone to with

And listen to the blow
And listen to the blow
And to the wind blow
And to the wind blow