Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Daughters

a fume of smoke, a rain.
a strong bull a strong till.
a of smoke, a fume.
i cannot digest what i ingest in jest. what doth i
lungs in throat, with wire and hay.
a jewel from rote, strongs as binds.
our from rote, a jewel.
tied with wire hay, in rock and clay. 'til their not they.
of self, rich in yes and no, no, yes, and no, no.
a strong bull tills the soil.
of self, amused.
first born will be eve and shed rebecca and third bred keturah.
birthed is sarah, fifth fifth fifth will be judith, sixth sixth left us basemith, seventh seventh truthful ruth, and eighth, oh, it's my turn.