Luyện nghe bài hát A Soldier's Dream

(Mos Def speaking)
I'm not gon sing a or nothing.

Um, what that term they it post traumatic stress syndrome? That thing that
uh, soldiers will get. I think a lot of people get that. like when you
experience and uh, it affects you for a long time afterwards. I guess
everything works that way. Certain things more impact than others.
Sometimes it visits you in your dreams or when you're quiet or at peace or
trying to be at peace. A lot of soldiers get it. A lot of people get
it. A lot of the time people are soldiers, that's just the way it works
out.

is a soldier's dream

The other night I was tumbling an uneasy sleep
I had discovered myself
Atop the sweet firmament of my dreams.
came and discovered me
With my pasted to my face.

I cant at you right now.
"Show me eyes," she says.
"Later," he says. "Now, now." "NO!"

is a prison you know.
Yeah, well discretion is a
You're starin and too closely.
There's so much me that I hide
That careful eyes recognize.
If you closely you'll notice
the pattern on this soft cloth shirt
Is of workin men's sweat
And prayin tears.
If you look closer you'll
this pattern resembles
Tenement row houses, high rises,
Cell tiers,
Discontinued stretches of elevated tracks,
ship gullies, acres of tombstones.
If you look closer, notice
That this fabric has been carefully
With an advanced new age polymer (oh man, nice)
To make the fabric
Weatherproof, and durable.
All this to give sort of posture and dignity
To a broken body is a host for scars.
I am the new landmark. I am the of injury.
visit me and admire me quietly,
Whispering themselves. You're no soldier.
Your soft eyes never have to
the battlefield,
Much its collected relics of which, I am one.
So, my flesh bullet-ridden hidden
these soft fabrics
Which I carefully
stand in for how I used to feel,
For how I feeling,
For how I dream feeling,
For how I feel you.
And now your curious fingers want to
Beyond tender armor.
I cant look at you now

(This is my rifle are many like it but this one is mine) 2x

eyes are too careful,
Collecting it all arranging it
Surgically, robotically, exactly.
I look at you right now
But that doesn't matter
You can look at me and the longer
I don't your gaze,
The that your gaze
to run across my back
Like a nervous policeman's
Brisk, intent, for discovery.
If is a fortress
you're threatening to destroy it
By simply standing at the
And to leave.
I can't at you right now,
But you can at me. Do you see me?