Luyện nghe bài hát Five Lines

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

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

And thats he felled it
A blow to the
That it unconscious
further was said

Well set a for him
set a place then

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

Leave him for the
Leave him for the