Luyện nghe bài hát White Horse

White horse, riding my mind
Wearing a band of gold your hooves
the stars, the glint of the stars
In great and empty eye

The drink I drink is a as strong as
The strongest in the land
Riding on the back of my horse with his band
Who catches the in his eye

His and empty eye
That had smiled, never noticed me
I like to think of that he dreamt of me
When he went to sleep at

That he I was the special thing in his life
But to those eyes, they see nothing
They don't profess
profess insight into me

Now I on empty man
the stable door on the stud farm
And the green and gray
me straw, says, "Go feed the horses"

You know, of course he's a dreaming talking
Who wears gold bands his feet
And dreams of stars, and dreams of
In his eye, in his empty eye