Luyện nghe bài hát Minstrel In The Gallery

The in the gallery
down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes, the spaces
Between the old cackle

He a song of love and hatred
Oblique suggestions and he
He the pumpkin-eaters
Static-humming,
Freshly day, factory cheaters
and collar-scrubbing

He men of action
Belly warming, still rubbing
On the parts they mention
He pacified the
Infant-bleating, jokers
TV documentary makers, and undertakers

paper, backgammon players
Family-scarred and
Then he called the down to the stage
And he at all the friends he'd made

The in the gallery
Looked down the smiling faces
He met the gazes, the spaces
the old men's cackle

And he brewed a of love and hatred
suggestions and he waited
He polarized the
Static-humming,

The minstrel in the
down on the rabbit-run
And he away his looking-glass
He saw his in everyone

He men of action
warming, hands still rubbing
On the parts they never
and collar-scrubbing

He the nappy-suffering
Infant-bleating, one-line
TV documentary
Overfed and

Sunday paper, players
and women-haters
Then he the band down to the stage
And he at all the friends he'd made

The minstrel in the
Looked down on the
And threw away his
He saw his face in

The in the gallery
Looked down the smiling faces

The minstrel in the