Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Of The Canyon

Trina wears her wampum
She fills her book with line
Sewing lace on weeds
And filigree on leaf and

Vine and are filigree
And her a second-hand one
Sewn in antique
She is a lady of the

Annie sits you to eat
She always makes you in
Cats and around her feet
And all are fat and are thin

None are and all are fat
She may bake some today
Saying you are back
She is canyon lady

Estrella, circus
Comes wrapped in songs and gypsy
like tiny hammers hurled
At beveled mirrors in empty

Empty halls and mirrors
Sailing seas and banyans
Come out for a here
To be a of the canyon

Trina takes her paints and
And weaves a all her own
Annie bakes her and breads
And flowers for her home

For her she gathers flowers
And Estrella, dear
Colors up the hours
music down the canyon

Coloring the sunshine
They are the ladies of the