Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Mountain Bed

Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of and leaves?
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry
You laughed as I covered you with leaves
Face, breast, hips, and
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your

Rosin and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine
Bitter of twigs we chewed where tangled wood vines twine
Trees us in on all four sides so thick we could not see
I not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me

Your arm was brown against the ground, cheeks part of the sky
Your fingers played grassy moss, as limber you did lie
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your were in the air
feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there

Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, families of trees, and they
As proud as we tossed heads in the wind and flung good seeds away
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley
Where people and hungry for life so empty come and go

There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and
Our greatest reason for being here, our moved and burned
There on our bed of leaves we learned life's reason why
The people laugh and and dream, they fight, they hate to die

The smell of hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are
Your shape and form is dim but plain, there on our bed
I see my life was brightest where you and laid your head...

I learned the reason why man must and how to dream big dreams
To time and space and fight the rivers and the seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and
And I know why farms and are built by hot, warm, nervous hands

I crossed states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and
Go through my head on our bed where I smell your hair again.

All this day long I linger here and on in through the
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my inside me fight:
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all
Back to the breast of my woman and to scatter my seeds again