Luyện nghe bài hát Raglan Road

On raglan on an autumn day,
I saw him and knew
his dark hair would weave a snare
That i one day rue.
I saw the danger and yet i
Along the way
And i let grief be a falling leaf
At the of the day.

On street in november,
We tripped lightly the ledge
Of a deep ravine can be seen
The worst of pledged.
The queen of hearts baking tarts
And i not hay,
For i loved too much; by and such
Is happiness away.

I him the gifts of the mind.
I gave him the sign
Thats to all the artists who have
Known true gods of and time.
word and tint i did not stint.
I gave him reams of to say
With his own dark hair and his own name
Like the clouds over of may.

On a quiet street old ghosts meet,
I see him now away from me,
So hurriedly. my reason allow,
For i have wooed, not as i
A creature of clay.
When the woos the clay, he'll lose
His at the dawn of the day.