Luyện nghe bài hát Pontchartrain

Dark water north, the heat
and bursts like plague.

Ever-so-faint tambourine
Glides toward the grave.

Who drew the
Who drew the between you and me?
Who the line
that everyone

Darling,
Lake Pontchartrain is
Bones names, photographs framed in reeds.

Darling,
What our veins are holding.
The frozen, fires ablaze at sea.

Who drew the
Who the line that cuts to the skin, buries me in?
me who drew the line.
Darling, close your eyes.

(Lie as hardens.
Lie of our reunion.
Oh lie if God is sleeping.
Oh I you now.)

Darling,
Lake Pontchartrain cradle me,
and all you behind.

Ever-so-faint tambourine
is marching through time.