Luyện nghe bài hát My Little Lovers

A tearful washes
The green skies
the dribbling tree
With shoots...
Your
White with special
With eyes
Knock together kneecaps
My ones

We loved other
At that
Blue, one
We ate soft eggs
And
One evening, you me poet
Blond one
down here that I may whip you
my lap

I spewed brilliantine
Black, one
You chop my mandolin
On the of my brow
Ugh! My saliva
Red-haired, one
Still the trenches
Of your breast

Oh my lovers
How I you
Plaster with blisters
Your tits

Stamp on my old
Of
on up
Be for me
Just for a
Ohhhh.....

Your shoulder
Are
Oh, my
A on your lame back
your turns

And yet it's for mutton shoulders
That I've written
I would like to your hips
For loved

Pointless heap of stars
the corners
You burst in God
with ignoble worries
Beneath the moons
Round eyes
Knock your kneecaps

My ones!