Luyện nghe bài hát Emily

The and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow
Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the of the pharaoh
A little while the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow
Do you what they called up to you and me, in our window?

There is a rusty light on the tonight
Sun wine, lord, or marrow
into the bones of the birches
And the of the churches
Jutting out from the
The yoke, and the axe, and the old and the bale and the barrow
And everything sloped it was dragged from a rope
In the mouth of the south

We've seen those kneeling, felten and grey
We thought our very hearts up and melt away
From that snow in the night
going
And
And the stirring of chimes
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 been breathing on a mirror

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

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

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

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

The lines are in my kingdom
Though I have known the way to border 'em in
So the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the and the horse and the hen
Grope at the gate of the looming lake was once a tidy pen
And the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from
The talk in town's becoming downright

In due time we will see the far lit by a flare
I've your bravery, and I will follow you there
And row through the night
healthy
Gone healthy all of a
In search of the
Who help me
Who could me
Help me find my way in
are worries where I've been

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

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

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

And everything with wings is restless, aimless, and dour
The butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly
And my motherlessness rangily reclines
Come on home, now! All my are dolorous with vines

Pa pointed out to me, for the time tonight
The way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of
Squint skyward and -
Loving him, we within his borders:
Just in the stars' set order

We could stand for a

With our heads
In the broad at this thing
Joy

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

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

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