Luyện nghe bài hát Many Trails

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

And on the way the boy found a worn trail
So he stayed on it for a
And sitting in the middle of the trail was
And was singing too

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

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

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

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

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

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

Coyote turned around and
And he yelled to the boy, "We're almost there, up"
Coyote was at a trot but the boy
Had fallen again and hurt his knee

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

So the boy and headed for home
Covered with burns, mosquito bites and a skinned up
And it was summers later
When the boy became a man

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