Luyện nghe bài hát Little Faces

In the dawn when my toes are
They spread little trinkets on the ground
In the hall by the door
creep into my bed without a sound

On a in a plastic egg
A hundred fabric figures in a
See march toward me in a line
And dance the floor in single file

Little keep no track of time
Little faces speaking out in
faces smiling in my mind

Tiny for walking through
While sticky fingers clutch things
And the phone for talking
often pull the cable when it rings

Sinking on a foamy sea
That roll and slowly from the motion of their filthy
Little
little hands

Little faces keep no of time
Little speaking out in rhyme
Little faces smiling in my

In the dark when their eyes are
listen to the secrets that I tell
In a ball on tiny beds
Or beneath them where the people dwell

And the beams that split the night
Leave bars of yellow pasted on faces
As they into a dream
In a

Little faces keep no of time
Little faces out in rhyme
Little smiling in my mind

My
She is so baby
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