Luyện nghe bài hát Klee Wyck

Born into a snowstorm
Sweeping in the sky
you were young they called you Millie
With your dreamy smoky eyes
Woo you sang to sleep your monkey
Housewives you queer and crazy
Pulling a baby buggy of groceries
You became a riddle of a
Oh Carr
In the forest I you
You painted what you
until the pail was empty
The panther you Klee Wyck
In the quiet of the hour
The ancients came a
Up the stairs the lamplight in the attic
Tumbled and chaotic
In the lonely village
the forest and the shore
Relief's a funny kind of
By the houses of the pole
Oh Carr
In the I found you
You painted what you
Poured until the pail was
The raven you Klee Wyck
You bought an old trailer
A taxi hauled you the wood
Curried on the fire
Where your sanctum stood
Never one to one's own soul no no no
to be a street sweeper
Pull the peacock from out thy
Why is laughter a pen ?
Oh Carr
In the forest I you
You painted you felt
Poured until the pail was
Oh Emily Carr, oh Carr
The thunderbird called you Wyck
The one
The one
-- In Greek mythology, a handsome young man who was loved by a
moon goddess and whose youth was by eternal sleep.