Luyện nghe bài hát My Yoke is Heavy

(daniel johnston)

In clusters we move a farm
far off the thunder roaring
And the fortune teller has fixed her sweetly on my child

Sometimes I high up in a tree
And let the wind in my face
Sometimes I leave my cares in piles

disturbing
Is the of her singing
When you you don't deserve it

You're not here
I feel just an empty eggshell
My yoke is
My is heavy

My is a little horse
Galloping through the woods
Calling your

new to me
But the same
The earth is an old canvas over many times

The poet
The it scrambles
But who knows what evil lurks in the of men

Your shadow
right behind you all the way
Your shadow knows where you've

My yoke is
My yoke is
My is heavy

Sacred is the
That opened up my
And asked me save me
And rid my cold cold
Of the dark gloom
That up so much room
And my many spacious

My is heavy
My yoke is
My is heavy