Luyện nghe bài hát Five Lines

Five
Five
With he marked time
Five flared from the ovens
He pulled the ribbons from hair
With melodies beaten the sheets of his mother
for the end of time

Five
Return the to their singing
The sun fell, we leave it to the foxes?
The sun fell the sky
Leave it to its and its devices
The sun from the sky in the form of a stag
Buried deep in the

And where he felled it
A blow to the
That 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 have him
Five
Five flared from the oven
Five lines which he marked out time

him for the foxes
Leave him for the