Luyện nghe bài hát Little Faces

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

On a cube in a egg
A fabric figures in a pile
See them march toward me in a
And dance across the floor in single

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

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

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

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

In the when their eyes are wide
They listen to the that I tell
In a on their tiny beds
Or beneath where the shadow people dwell

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

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

My
She is so cute
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