Luyện nghe bài hát Darby's Castle

See the ruins on the hill where the is hanging still
Like an echo of an age long
a story of a home crushed beneath those blackened stones
And the roof that fell before the were rotten
Cecil Darby loved his wife and he labored all his
To her with material possessions
And he built for her a home of the finest and stone
And the building soon became his obsession
Oh it took three hundred for the timbers to be raised
And the silhouette was seen for around
And the gables reached as as the eagles in the sky
But it only one night to bring it down
When Darby's castle to the ground

Though they shared the common bed there was precious little
In the moments that were set for sleeping
For his busy dreams were with the rooms he'd yet to build
And he never heard Helen Darby weeping
Then one night he the sound and as he laid his pencil down
He traced it to her door and the handle
And the pale light of the moon through the of her room
Split the shadows two bodies lay in tangle
Oh it took hundred days...