Luyện nghe bài hát My Sister

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

I am, this is me
I am yours and everything me, everything you see
If only you hard enough
I never
Our life was a pillow-fight. We'd stand on the quilt, our hands clenched
Ready. Her with her milky teeth, so late for her age, and a knife in
Her hand. She sliced the on my bike and I couldn't forgive her

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

I can see little stars
Christmas tree lights in faraway windows
Rings of coloured rocks
Floating around and mustard planets
I can see huge tiger fishes
Chasing tiny blue and dashes
All tails and and bubbles
I'd at the grey house opposite, and close the curtains
She burned down the house when she was ten. I was camping with the scouts
The said she'd been 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 to find us a new house. We never saw him again

On her thirteenth she fell down the well in our Aunt's garden and
her head. She'd been drinking heavily. On her recovery her sight
Returned, a fluke of nature everyone said. That's when she said never
Blink again. I would tell her when she started at me, with her wide and
Watery, that they me of the well 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 out, and couldn't get another one. Not in that
Kind of small town. Everybody knew everyone else's business. My would
Hold her head high, though. She said she was in love. They were for
Five years until one day he lost his temper. He hit over the of the neck
With his bullworker. She the use of the right side of her body. He got
years and was out in fifteen months. We saw him a while later, he was
Coaching a non-league football in a Cornwall seaside town. I don't think
He recognized her. My sister had put on a lot of from being in a chair
All the time. She'd get me to stick pins and stub out in her right
Hand. She'd laugh like mad it didn't hurt. Her left hand was pretty
Good though. We'd arm wrestling matches, I'd have to use both arms and
She'd beat me

We her when 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 could get to her quickly. She said she the idea of it, though I
it was because of what happened to the cat, and our mum