Luyện nghe bài hát Sapokanikan

The cause is
The map of
Is sanded and
The land lorn and
By some unrecorded and hand

Which plays along the
And drums a plastic bag
The
rag

Sang do you me?
you remember?
The snow above me
The renderer
The is in the hand of God

Beneath a of grass, her
Bones the old Dutch hid
elsewhere Tobias
And the disguise
What the scholars was a mother and kid

Interred with other
In dirt in potters' fields
them, parades
Mark the passing of
Through parks where colonnades arch in marble and steel

Where all of the twenty-thousand attending footfall
And the causes they died for are lost in the idling calls
And the records they left are at best
in obsolescence
The text will not yield, nor reveal
With any
Where the hand of the begins and ends

I fell, I tried to do but I won't be
you tell the one that I love to remember and hold me
I call and call for the
But the snow swallows me whole ol' Florry Walker
And the event lives only in

He
"It's alright"
And "It's all now"
And boarded the
His belt
The boy was known to unusual daring
And, a "boy"
alderman, confounding Tammany Hall
In whose employ King Tamanend himself preceeded John's

So we all a standard
To which the wise and soul may repair
To a hunter
A hundred from now, may look and despair
And see with
The tributes we have left to rust in the
Swearing that our hair on end
To see John Purroy Mitchel

For the front where work might count
O mercy! O God!
Go out, the hunter to decipher the stone
And what lies under the city is

Look and
Look and