Luyện nghe bài hát O, Porcupine

Without a the locust swarm
Turned the ground to
Descending like a shadowy
On a fish's

And scattered the
Who like snakes in the sand
As the red clay took the of a lizard
Who rushed a moth
To the of my open hand
My little world, my sad little

A speckled bird humbly
Ran the road when it could have flown
And it made me smile at the water's edge,
As we and slept, the river wept for you, O' Zion!
The stones cry out, bells the sky
All groans, "Shh!"

to it!

Messes of men in farmer
Not much for monks but we to be
a silent meal and a pot of chamomile
Gypsies like us should be in solidarity

And I held you in my fond but distant
awaken with the Mother Hen to gather me
Who regretfully wrote, have a decent ear for notes
But you yet appreciate harmony'

Oh, porcupine low in the tree, your eyes to
You'd be well inclined, not to with me
At the garden's beneath a speechless sky
As His friends slept, Jesus wept and now

And now you say you wanna be set
And wanna set me
Well, I'm that can only come from
A union with the One who never

In my world, in my sad little world
I a plaster wall, my little world
In my little world, I was waiting, dying
To offense at something, in my little world
In my little world, in my sad world
That's all there is in my little

In a light shines on me
In darkness a shines on you

I never gathered figs from a branch
I never picked a grapefruit off a bush
And for the past five almost six now!
You know you haven't once at me
With kindness in your

You say, is a brother of mine?'
But in our darkness a light shines
And all I want to say for the rest of my life
Is how that is God
And though I've been mistaken on this or point
light is nevertheless God