Luyện nghe bài hát This Weather

The blows around
harbour town
I to its wind as a choir
The shipping
Is
Like wet upon a fire

And slows and slips away
The tourists come in May
August when the clouds roll in
The cracks, the awnings fade
The Ferris spins slowly in the rain,
The day is gone.

Under weather
this weather
Such shadows are
Out at sea

I am not going to set free here
I am some dark fortune
Some in me

Hold the wind
Hold back the
I to live
To see weather

Hold back the
Hold the hours
I to live
To see the sun through
These

Under weather
this weather
Such shadows are
In me