Luyện nghe bài hát A Poem on the Underground Wall

The train is nearly due
The underground is soon
And in the dark station
in anticipation
A man waits in the

His restless eyes and scratch
At all they can touch or catch
And deep within his pocket
Safe within its socket
He holds a crayon

Now from the stony womb
The carriage to meet the groom
And opens wide and doors
But he hesitates, withdraws
Deeper in the

And the is gone suddenly
On clicking silently
Like a tapping litany
And he holds his crayon
Tighter in his

Now from his pocket quick he
The crayon on the wall he
Deep upon the
A poem comprised of four letters

And his is laughing, screaming, pounding
The poem across the rebounding
by the exit light
His take their ascending flight
To seek the of darkness and be suckled by the night, ooh