Luyện nghe bài hát Wheely Down

She womanly lay the lay of the land
The land around Wheely
And every curve was a high, high
To hang above the

From Holland came to make the maps
And they had made her
For the danced all across the green
And the sweet did smell

As far as a man can see
It yields him more and
And house he washes it white
And he covers it all straw

Except for the fool who his home
the flooded ground
And the on the tide is a glass to the eyes
That stare out of Wheely

All things must change the earth
The and the lame
For the will rot the millers wheel
And the rats will eat the

And the armies of
Are run into the
And the kestrel turns in the skies
On high over Wheely