Luyện nghe bài hát My Sister

Do you remember my sister? How many mistakes did she make with never
Blinking I couldn't work it out. I swear she could read your mind, your
Life, the depths of soul at one glance. Maybe she was stripping herself
Away,

I am, this is me
I am yours and about me, everything you see
If only you hard enough
I could
Our life was a pillow-fight. We'd stand there on the quilt, our clenched
Ready. Her with her milky teeth, so late for her age, and a knife in
Her hand. She the tyres on my bike and I couldn't forgive her

She went blind at the age of five. We'd stand at the window and she'd
Get me to tell her I saw. I'd describe the houses opposite, the little
Patch of grass next to the path, the gate with its rotten hinges forever
Open that Dad was always going to fix. She'd there quiet for a moment. I
Thought she was trying to develop the in her own head. Then she'd say

I can see little twinkly
Like Christmas tree lights in windows
Rings of brightly rocks
Floating around orange and mustard
I can see huge striped fishes
tiny blue and yellow dashes
All and fins and bubbles
I'd look at the grey house opposite, and the curtains
She burned down the house when she was ten. I was camping with the scouts
The fireman said she'd smoking in bed - the old story, I thought. The cat
And our mum died in the flames, so Dad took us to with our Aunt in the
Country. He went back to London to find us a new house. We never saw him

On her thirteenth birthday she fell down the well in our garden and
Broke her head. She'd drinking heavily. On her recovery her sight
Returned, a fluke of nature everyone said. That's when she said she'd
Blink again. I would tell her when she started at me, with her wide and
Watery, that they reminded me of the she fell into. She liked this, it
her laugh

She moved in with a gym teacher when she was fifteen, all he was. He
Lost his job when it all came out, and couldn't get another one. Not in
Kind of small town. Everybody knew everyone else's business. My sister
her head high, though. She said she was in love. They were together for
Five years until one day he lost his temper. He hit over the of the neck
With his bullworker. She lost the use of the right of her body. He got
Three and was out in fifteen months. We saw him a while later, he was
Coaching a non-league football team in a Cornwall seaside town. I don't
He her. My sister had put on a lot of weight from being in a chair
All the time. She'd get me to stick pins and stub out cigarettes in her
Hand. She'd laugh like mad because it didn't hurt. Her hand was pretty
Good though. We'd have arm wrestling matches, I'd have to use both and
still beat me

We buried her she was 32. Me and my Aunt, the vicar, and the man who dug
The hole. She said she didn't want to be cremated and a cheap coffin so
The worms get to her quickly. She said she liked the idea of it, though I
Thought it was because of what to the cat, and our mum