Luyện nghe bài hát My Sister

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

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

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

I can see twinkly stars
Like Christmas tree lights in windows
of brightly coloured rocks
Floating around orange and mustard
I can see tiger striped fishes
Chasing blue and yellow dashes
All tails and and bubbles
I'd look at the house opposite, and close the curtains
She burned down the house when she was ten. I was away camping 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 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 she'd
Blink again. I would tell her when she at me, with her eyes wide and
Watery, that reminded me of the well she fell into. She liked this, it
her laugh

She moved in with a gym teacher she was fifteen, all muscles 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 else's business. My sister would
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 years and was out in fifteen months. We saw him a later, he was
Coaching a football team in a Cornwall seaside town. I don't think
He her. My sister had put on a lot of weight from being in a chair
All the time. She'd get me to pins and stub out cigarettes in her right
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 arms and
She'd 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 wanted a cheap so
The worms get to her quickly. She said she liked the idea of it, though I
it was because of what happened to the cat, and our mum