Luyện nghe bài hát Five Lines

Five
lines
With which he marked
Five lines from the ovens
He pulled the from their hair
With melodies from the sheets of his mother
Songs for the end of

lines
Return the birds to their
The sun fell, we leave it to the foxes?
The sun fell the sky
Leave it to its wits and its
The sun from the sky in the form of a stag
deep in the forest

And thats he felled it
A blow to the
left it unconscious
Nothing was said

Well set a for him
Well set a then

For he had
Blood, bone, to the sky
Even in
Nothing could spared him
lines
Five lines flared from the
Five lines with he marked out time

Leave him for the
him for the foxes