Luyện nghe bài hát White Horse

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

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

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

That he thought I was the special thing in his
But to those great eyes, they see
They don't poetry
Don't profess insight me

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

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