Luyện nghe bài hát In a Sweater, Poorly Knit

In a poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile
Little Moses drifts in the Nile
A reply, an awkward, rigid laugh
And I'm carried helpless by my floating raft

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

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

Take the fingers from your flute to weave your colored
And boil down your to preserves in mason jars
And the books are overdue and the are underfed
The I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead

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

Or if I'm a crown a king, if I'm a broken, open seed
If I come without a thing and I with all I need
No boat out in the blue, no to rest 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, only you exist, I do not