Luyện nghe bài hát These Low Lands

Weakness of the
Like in the trenches
These lowlands
By a man in frost

All deeds done
Are up into hills
And on the left side
Fields of bad

the skyline
The noise of the world
Violent crows of this
backwards

Open us
swarm grows
Feel like
shall return

And every night
Moves all the forward
And the sun to
Set always at the

No one this place
No out from here
No birds ever
do pass by

No one entering
without trembling
No one dreams of
The of tender fathers