Luyện nghe bài hát Poem Song

I like to you my wild horse
(and feed you silver ? )
I'd to paint my poems with
Desert clay across her back
And ride you savagely as the and southern wind
green and wild kentucky

I'd like to make you my secret
and dark and red in the orchards
And I would away to watch the way
Your silver bends and bows beneath me

I'd make you my wings in the of montana
My lover in the of the world
I'd make you... of
And I would scatter you across my memories of home
I'd make you my valley
And sow your fields and wheats my own

If I a painter
I would paint you with note
traces on your skin
And if I were a
I would write these words on back
In desert tongue clay, deep in (your )

I'd make you my secret
Blazing in the
And I would away
To the way your silver belly
Bends and bows me

I'd make you my wings in the foothills of
Make you my lover in the oceans of the
I'd you my calico children
And I would you across my green memories of home
I'd be hungry valley
And I'd sow your golden fields of my own

If I were a
I make you my wild horse
I'd you silver sage and
you savagely through green wild country

(? ? ? ) verses

And you are the rose on my
I you eternally in flight
Like the ?

I'll dip you in these like cobwebs
And them....?
For hair is the rain
And it soaks across the of my skin
These hands that you so completely

You see woman standing before you
Naked and seared, of intent,
I need you
I you near

For you are my
You are my of the sun
You are my for all time
You in the morning
For sun(flowers? )
You in the morning
your kiss

I'll be your valley
And sow golden fields of wheat...?

And you are the on my alter
I worship you in flight
the wave ?

You be my children
I'll you across my green memories of home