Luyện nghe bài hát First Song

Then it was dusk in a small boy
After an afternoon of carting hung
On a rail fence, a thing
So to crying

was growing tall
He began to hear the pond frogs all on his ear
were calling on his ear
They were on his ear with what seemed their joy

the sound was pleasant for a boy
Listening in the smoky and nightfall of Illinois
And from the fields two small boys
cornstalk violins

So they rubbed the cornstalk with resins
And the three just sat scraping of the joy
Of joy, theyre scraping of the joy

It was now music, the frogs and the boys did
In the towering twilight
Make and into in spite a shoulders ache

A boys body loved out of a stalk
The first song of his happiness and the song his heart
the darkness and sadness of joy

Dark was growing
He began to hear the pond frogs all on his ear
They were on his ear
They were calling on his ear with what seemed joy