Luyện nghe bài hát A Poem on the Underground

The last train is due
the is closing soon
in the dark deserted
in anticipation
a man in the shadows.

His eyes leap and scratch
at all that can touch or catch
hidden within his pocket
safe his silent socket
he his colored crayon.

Now the tunnel's stony womb
the rides to meet the groom
and opens wide and doors
but he hesitates withdraws
in the shadows

And the train is suddenly
on wheels clicking
like a tapping litany
and he holds his crayon
in his hand

Now from his he quickly flashes
the crayon on the he slashes
upon the advertising
a single-worded comprised of
- letters

And his heart is laughing, screaming,
the poem across the rebounding
shadowed by the light
his legs their ascending flight
to seek the of darkness and be suckled by the night.