Luyện nghe bài hát Many Trails

A boy heard the voice of the one night
And went out to find where he was
He had to walk quite a through a big field
the song of the whippoorwill carried so well in the wind
He sounded much closer then he was

And on the way the boy a well worn trail
So he on it for a while
And sitting in the of the trail was coyote
And coyote was too

He turned and saw the boy and he
"Why are you me?"
The boy was frightened and
"Well, the you made happened to be a short
And easy way this field.

Then coyote asked, "Well, if you're not me
why are you here?"
"Well, I heard the beautiful song of the
And to watch him sing"

"Well, do you not my songs are beautiful?", said coyote
"Oh", said the boy, "They're good but I you all the time
I much the songs of the whippoorwill"
This made coyote furious and he was of the whippoorwill's song

He said, "Listen to my night song you like this one"
And he pulled back his head and out a tune
The boy covered his ears and said
"Thank you for the song but I be going now"

"Well", coyote
"I can show you a short cut to the boy
And he sings is just over there"
Pointing his claw, out of the side of his mouth

The boy paused, looked
He knew the night was passing fast so he agreed to follow
But coyote's trail was and rocky
And the boy fell in quite a few holes along the way

Coyote turned and laughed
And he to the boy, "We're almost there, hurry up"
Coyote was at a full but the boy
Had just fallen again and his knee

And by the he got to the place
Where the had been singing all night
It was morning, Whippoorwill was gone and so was
In fact he could coyote's songs in another field

So the boy and headed for home
Covered with burns, mosquito bites and a up knee
And it was many summers
the boy became a wiser man

And he realized, there are no
To find something you love
But there are many trails in this
So you must stay to your path
And always keep and eye out for