Luyện nghe bài hát O, Porcupine

Without a queen the locust
Turned the to black
like a shadowy tower
On a back

And scattered the
Who crawled like snakes in the
As the red clay the form of a lizard
Who rushed like a
To the flame of my open
My little world, my sad little

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

to it!

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

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 can't yet harmony'

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

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

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

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

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

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