Luyện nghe bài hát Wind

Catherine high places
up on the hills
A for making noises
like the whales

Here she built a
With her image on the
A where she could rest and
A place where she could
And to the wind blow

She dreamt of children's
And on the wheel
of nothing
A of the hills

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

I see her in her
up on a hill
She be so lonely
Oh mother, we give
A husband to our

A handsome one, a
A one for the lady
Someone to listen