Luyện nghe bài hát A Poem on the Underground Wall

The last is nearly due
The underground is closing
And in the deserted station
in anticipation
A man waits in the

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

Now the tunnel's stony womb
The carriage to meet the groom
And opens and welcome doors
But he hesitates, then
Deeper in the

And the train is suddenly
On clicking silently
Like a gently tapping
And he holds his crayon
in his hand

Now from his quick he flashes
The crayon on the wall he
Deep the advertising
A single-worded poem of four letters

And his heart is laughing, screaming,
The poem the tracks rebounding
Shadowed by the light
His take their ascending flight
To the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night, ooh