Luyện nghe bài hát Wind

Catherine high places
High up on the
A for making noises
Noises like the

Here she built a
With her on the wall
A place where she rest and
A place where she wash
And listen to the blow

She of children's voices
And on the wheel
of nothing
A woman of the

She was a lady
Of and high-born
A of the city
But now she sits and
And listens to the wind

I see her in her
up on a hill
She be so lonely
Oh mother, can't we
A to our Catherine?

A one, a dear
A one for the lady
Someone to with