Luyện nghe bài hát Darby's Castle

See the ruin on the hill where the smoke is still
an echo of an age long forgotten
There's a story of a home beneath those blackened stones
And the roof that fell the beams were rotten
Seems old Darby his wife and he labored all his life
To provide her material possessions
And he for her a home of the finest wood and stone
And the soon became his sole obsession
Oh it took three hundred days for the timbers to be
And the silhouette was for miles around
And the gables reached as high as the in the sky
But it only took one night to bring it down when Darby's tumbled to the ground
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Though they the common bed there was precious little said
In the moments that were set for sleeping
For his busy dreams were filled with the he'd yet to build
And he never young Helen Darby weeping
one night he heard the sound as he laid his pencil down
And he it to her door and turned the handle
And the pale light of the through the window of the room
the shadows where two bodies lay in tangle
Oh it took hundred days...