Luyện nghe bài hát Evensong

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

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

The day is over and goes passing through the mind:
In came glowing, smiling mother, and kind
To us, to give ourselves out and to cry
Birth to warm intentions, otherwise

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