Luyện nghe bài hát Ravens

Late night, about a quarter to twelve
In the middle of an storm
I took at the terrible sight
Of a raven flying into my

My blood ran cold, my stood still
As I pulled the covers over my
A minute by and I opened my eyes up
To her at the end of my bed

Then she in a devilish croak
About herself being one of the
I felt sick at the idea
Of dealing nineteen more

She said, "Look out window"
I see a sky full, I pull a on them all

Pink sunrise in the wintry
All on the wings of a dove
She sinks and lands on the of my hand
And sings the voice of love

Thoughts flesh can be beautiful things
As I am one of the
Fed so well on the best of dreams
And the beauty within

Those black that you see in the East
Are scratching on the floor
At split, sweet and the writhing worms
you keep behind the straining door

Go to the cellar, I see the
And eating feasting on it

Fill my head with small, flowers
the sweetness, heal the sour
Draw on high, power
Free the from the tower

out your window
I see a sky full, I pull a on them all
Go to the cellar, I see the
And they're feasting on it

my head with small, white flowers
Help the sweetness, heal the
Draw on high, religious
Free the ravens the tower