Luyện nghe bài hát Silver Song

They take my time a question
And fill my days with all their
And in drawing rooms
beg my sympathy
But if I weep to their silent misery
They my tears to sell for silver

Their neighbours trespass on my
And feed my on every pavement corner
And with grief inside
hiding from the rain
But if my sun should shine too loudly on woe
They catch it's to sell for gold

have me captured in their city
In every living room my dust has me low
And I know
The brown earth will be my friend
And when I'm gone they'll find way to mend
They'll sell my silver song for