Luyện nghe bài hát A Machine For Loving

Two weeks after my arrival Fox died just after
I was out on the bed when he approached
And tried painfully to up he wagged his tail nervously
Since the he hadn't touched his bowl once
He had lost a lot of

I him to settle on my lap
For a few seconds he at me
With a mixture of exhaustion and apology
Then, calmed, he his eyes
Two minutes later he out his last breath

I buried him the residence
At the western of the land
Surrounded by the fence
to his predecessors

During the night a transport
From the Central City dropped off an dog
knew the codes and how to work the barrier
I didn't have to get up to them

A white and ginger mongrel
Came toward me wagging its
I to him
He on the bed and stretched out beside me

Love is to define
But it happens in the series of beings
Through these dogs we pay homage to
And to its

What is a dog but a for loving
You introduce him to a human being him the mission to love
And however ugly, perverse, deformed or this human being might be
The dog him, the dog loves him