Grey London skiesC. WillebyThe blue sky of Naples is radiant to-day,It is not so restful or soft as the grey -I wearied of England, but till I crossed the seaI did not know how dear was its grey sky to me.
← LibraryC. Willeby · songGrey London skiesSong 5 of 5lyrics: Dorothy DickinsonAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongGrey London skieslyrics: Dorothy DickinsonTheðəblueblˈuːskyskˈaɪofˈɒvNaplesˈneɪ.pəlzisˈɪzradiantɹˈeɪdiənttotˈuː-day,Itˈɪtisˈɪznotnˈɒtsosˈəʊrestfulɹˈɛstfəlorˈɔːsoftsˈɒftasəztheðəgreyɡɹˈeɪ-IˈaɪweariedwˈiəɹɪdofˈɒvEnglandˈɪŋɡlənd,butbˈʌttilltˈɪlIˈaɪcrossedkɹˈɒsttheðəseasˈiːIˈaɪdiddˈɪdnotnˈɒtknownˈəʊhowhˈaʊdeardˈiəwaswˈɒzitsˈɪtsgreyɡɹˈeɪskyskˈaɪtotˈuːmemˈiː.