Luyện nghe bài hát In a Sweater, Poolry Knit

In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting
Little drifts downstream in the Nile
A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid
And I'm helpless by my floating basket raft

flavor in my mind's back and forth between
Sweeter than any wine, as bitter as mustard
And it's light and dark as and pumpernickel bread
The trap I set for you to have caught my leg instead

Go plow other field and try and forget my name
See what harvest and supposing I'd do the same
I planted rows of peas, but the first week of
They should have come up to my knees but they were maybe ankle

Take the fingers your flute to weave your colored yarns
And boil down your fruit to preserves in mason
And the are overdue and the goats are underfed
The trap I set for you seems to have my leg instead

You're a door-without-a-key, a
You made a holy of me, and I've thanked you ever since
And if she comes circling back, we'll end where begun
Like two pennies on the train the train crushed into one

Or if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken, open
If I come without a thing and I come all I need
No boat out in the blue, no place to your head
The I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead

I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, you exist, I do not exist