Luyện nghe bài hát Little Faces

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

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

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

doors for walking through
While sticky fingers clutch things
And the for talking through
They pull the cable when it rings

Sinking ships on a sea
That roll and tumble slowly the motion of their filthy
hands
Their hands

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

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

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

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

My
She is so cute
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