Luyện nghe bài hát A Machine For Loving

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

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

I buried him the residence
At the extremity of the land
Surrounded by the protective
to his predecessors

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

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

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

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