Luyện nghe bài hát Greyhair

Greyhair fool / Shoes undone / The ahead / Leaves black as coal
Landmark-free / No walls, No
to greet him on this night of his
C--So who love this lie on legs
who can't skin and is not yet dead?
The universal
The homeless, son
Scrambles up muddy slope
then silent shakes before gates--C
There's a house, its caved in
A rusty wreck of car / A tree
and a man who says, "So you are--the boy who broke the plough,
who struck his father down, who told us to be
and us to the Englishman!"
"Who will this lie on legs? On paving-stones I've made my bed
Not a living now speaks my name but here at least I have my shame
I thought to come and taste more what the priestly fables all ignore:
the un-eternal consequence," the greyhair son
Greyhair fool / Shoes / He'll top at dawn / Now hews his plough
Wind blows on / The soil is / He sets to work / He and his plough
Final / He and his plough / Plough