Luyện nghe bài hát Evensong

The day is and still so heavy on the mind
In flew glowing, mother, butterfly in yellow
To the frowning cactus crowd
flowers even there to flutter round

I thought, isn't mother The way she flies and flies
Into the of the cold and the prick of the barbed wire
Isn't mother grand to fly and swiftly fly
Into the sting of the cold and the prick of the barbed

The day is and still goes passing through the mind:
In glowing, smiling mother, sure and kind
To rouse us, to give out and to cry
to warm intentions, worthless otherwise

Oh, the lives that brush against us, us by and by
The friends who may or may not come if we first invite
Oh, to open doors, to always fly and fly
Into the sting of the cold and the of the barded wire