Luyện nghe bài hát White Horse

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

The drink I drink is a as strong as
The poison in the land
on the back of my horse with his golden band
Who the stars in his eye

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

That he thought I was the special in his life
But to those great eyes, see nothing
don't profess poetry
Don't profess insight me

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

You know, of course a dreaming talking horse
Who wears gold around his feet
And of stars, and dreams of stars
In his eye, in his empty eye