Luyện nghe bài hát O, Porcupine

Without a the locust swarm
Turned the to black
like a shadowy tower
On a fish's

And the sticks
Who crawled like in the sand
As the red clay took the of a lizard
Who rushed like a
To the flame of my hand
My little world, my sad little

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

to it!

Messes of men in farmer
Not for monks but we pretend 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, 'You a decent ear for notes
But you can't yet harmony'

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

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

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 bramble
And for the past five almost six now!
You you haven't once looked at me
With kindness in your

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