Luyện nghe bài hát Evenings of Damask

The evenings of Damask are
The youth of chest
a starling
his heart.

A chosen man begged by the
A horse came soon and died him
And eat.

The icy of earth are crawling
Upon my baby's brow and
come home.

The boy unlike the man was
For gulleys, streams and hills would him
a swan.

A vagabond, a weaver
Produced a loom, a cheese and
And choose.

My sandled feet are like water
I kiss the is Earthess daughter
A tree.