Luyện nghe bài hát Greyhair

Greyhair fool / Shoes undone / The fields ahead / Leaves as coal
Landmark-free / No walls, No
to greet him on this of his return
who will 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 rusty gates--C
There's a house, its roof in
A rusty of car / A lightning-blasted tree
and a man who says, "So you are--the boy who broke the plough,
who struck his down, who told us to be damned
and us to the Englishman!"
"Who will love this lie on legs? On paving-stones I've my bed
Not a living soul now speaks my name but here at I have my shame
I to come and taste once more what the priestly fables all ignore:
the consequence," says the greyhair son
Greyhair fool / Shoes undone / top at dawn / Now hews his plough
Wind blows on / The soil is poison / He sets to / He and his plough
Final / He and his plough / Plough