Luyện nghe bài hát I Will Not Sleep Here

Two pieces cut from the cloth
Two pages ripped out from the book
We in distant fires
A frail corsage and a stone in a flame

All for unbreakable lady
Whom I with painted caution
Red pride, black
And blue on white sand
Blood is thicker water
But both can go down the same

I'm of thinking about nightmares
And all the of sleep
Sapless of an old bearded man
With a eye, a sun-scorched brow
On a platter framed by of his arms

He's kept by his knowledge
Is he a poet, a lover, or a
Iokanaan, Antonius, and the man sit on their hands
While I lay on a big bed

is thicker than water
But we go down the drain