Luyện nghe bài hát Poets Moon

--- "Poet's Moon" from the fish "Credo" ---
You sit there biding your time of your head and into mind
thoughts that are dreams in action
A glass raised to an muse a boy stands in his father's shoes
And a drunk man at thistle under a Poet's moon
Under a Poet's moon there's a life sign
A Poet's moon like a vision and
The lovers lie in the long grass, stolen flowers make bed
Under a Poet's moon are dreams in action, prayers met
And questions as the world birls in the darkness
I'm still at the skies under a Poet's moon
A night black as hoodlo's eye, the sparks fly from a fire
As the stories burn among us under a moon
A seed falls stony ground without a hope and without a sound
From the will grow the flowers under a Poet's moon
Under a Poet's moon, there's a salmon
In a guddler's hand is patient waiting
With a lover's touch, to charm the
His fingers the reeds
Under a Poet's moon there's a whistle blowing out in no land
Where a is falling in a deadly night
The dreamers stand like in a storm
You sit there biding your time out of your head and your mind
thoughts that are dreams in action
A made in a polling booth another flies in a field
Of blue and a man smiles
At a thistle a Poet's moon
Under a Poet's moon there are angels crying, dead men
And devils laughing and the goes on regardless till
You're carried the floor
Under a Poet's moon there are dreams in
Prayers met and answered as the world birls in the darkness
I'm still staring at the skies, under a moon