Luyện nghe bài hát My Mother's Son

All the girls
They're all their hips
Fresh coat of red on their
In a solar
I sat on the
Church bells rang in my
Big sky was so clear
the sun disappeared

White horses on the ride under this strange and darker sky
A wind will come and scatter seeds and it bury all of these
The children sing across the plains their voices rise and fade

On a passenger
out of my mind
All the women so
Sending chills my spine
And I fell into
And in sleep I did dream
That I was at the seams
I know what it means

Inside of mama baby
And house is made of stone and sticks
All these things can break my bones and must run alone
I run all with bursting lungs
I will always be my son

Yes I will always be my son
And I'm no from anyone

Stopped traffic and lights
the view from the sky
As old black bird flies
I wish I fly
What we become
When we sleep in the
Who rise up first
One can never be