Luyện nghe bài hát William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park & Escapes Unscathed

As I went out one evening to take the air
I was blessed by a moon
In Lincoln Park the dark was

I spied a fair young and a flame was in her eyes
And on her lay the steel blue skies
Of Lincoln Park, the dark was turning,

They spread their sheets the ground just like a wandering tribe
And the wise men walked in Robespierre robes
Through Park the dark was turning

The towers trapped and trembling and the boats tossed about
the fog rolled in and the gas rolled out
From Park the dark was turning

Like wild horses freed at last we the streets of wine
But I in vain for she stayed behind
In Lincoln the dark was turning, turning

I'll go to the city where I can be alone
And tell my friend she lies in
In Lincoln Park the dark was