Luyện nghe bài hát Emily

The meadowlark and the and the sparrow
Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the of the pharaoh
A little while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the
Do you remember what they up to you and me, in our window?

There is a rusty light on the pines
Sun pouring wine, lord, or
Down into the bones of the
And the of the churches
out from the shadows
The yoke, and the axe, and the old and the bale and the barrow
And everything sloped like it was from a rope
In the mouth of the south

We've those mountains kneeling, felten and grey
We thought our very hearts would up and melt
From that snow in the time
Just
And
And the stirring of wind
In the
In the
Helps me find my way in
From the place where I have

And, Emily - I saw you last night by the
I dreamed you were skipping little across the surface of the water
Frowning at the angle where they lost, and slipped under forever,
In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been on a mirror

- I sat by your side, by the water
You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote in my ledger
Though all I knew of the rote universe were those pleiades loosed in
I promised you I'd set them to verse so I'd remember

That the meteorite is a source of the
And the meteor's what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire propelled it to thee

And the just what causes the light
And the meteor's how perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in to thee

You came and lay a compress upon the mess I'm in
Threw the window and cried; Amen! Amen! Amen!
The whole - stopped - to hear you hollering
You looked down and saw now was happening

The lines are in my kingdom
Though I never known the way to border 'em in
So the mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen
Grope at the gate of the looming lake that was a tidy pen
And the mail is late and the estates are not lit from within
The talk in town's becoming sickening

In due we will see the far butte lit by a flare
I've seen your bravery, and I will follow you
And row through the night
Gone
Gone healthy all of a
In of the midwife
Who help me
Who help me
Help me my way back in
There are worries I've been

Say, say, say in the lee of the bay; don't be
Leave your troubles here where the shear the water from the water
Flanked by furrows, curling back, a match held up to a newspaper
Emily, they'll follow your lead by the
And I this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better
What they've seen is a beam of your sun that banishes winter

Let us go! Though we know it's a hopeless
The ties bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever
there is nothing would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawning
There is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your ship towards the morning

Come on home, the poppies are all knee-deep by now
Blossoms all fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow
Peonies nod in the breeze and they wetly bow, with
Hydrocephalitic ants mop up-a their brow

And with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour
The butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly
And my clay-colored motherlessness rangily
Come on home, now! All my bones are dolorous with

Pa pointed out to me, for the time tonight
The way the ladle leads to a bullet of light
Squint and listen -
Loving him, we move within his
Just in the stars' set order

We could stand for a

With our heads
In the broad daylight at thing
Joy

In bodies that keep
Dumbstruck with the sweetness of
we don't be
Told; this
Eat

Told, the meteorite is the of the light
And the meteor's just we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire propelled it to thee

And the meteorite's just what the light
And the how it's perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the that lies quiet in offering to thee