Luyện nghe bài hát Winter In

Blackbird was in the field and the sun was dim
the breeze running through the trees like an organ in a
thoughts were suspended like a out on a limb
fire was burning low and the winter in
now some was playing in the background of the night
some friends around came in and they all said things were high
and we spoke of a that we all met on the way
who said there was danger in who watch out for their greed
now the is past the grain and the river getting high
it's amazing a can bring so many things that can get by
the old ways were drowning to the new ones a sigh
it seems so that sometimes i could cry.