Luyện nghe bài hát Winter Fields

Hurtling heavy snow
Our are cold and the moon sets low
sister let your sharp teeth show
Pass fields

the car by the old wire post
Scaredy rabbits make paper ghosts
That the salt off the Sussex coast
And fall into fields

of white
Spelled our escape in the old torch
Oh mother, I'm scared to my eyes
Some winter dreams make you and dive and dive down...

In sub-zero, I stand still
Colors of absence flooding the
In wonderment I and spill
winter fields

Under the stairs the metronome
The diver's suit that weve all
I to get to where the wild things roam
Through all of my winter

of white
Spelled our escape in the old torch
Oh mother, I'm scared to my eyes
Some dreams make you dive and dive and dive down...