Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Being a Child

When the child was a
It walked arms hanging
the stream to be a river and the river a torrent
And puddle, the sea

When the was a child
It didn't know it was a
Everything for it was filled with life and all was one
Saw the horizon trying to reach it

Couldn't itself and think on command
Was often bored and couldn't wait
Passed up greeting the
And only with its lips

the child was a child
It didn't an opinion about a thing, had no habits
Often sat legged, took off running
Had a cow lick in its hair and didn't put on a when photographed

When the child was a
It was the of the following questions
Why am I me and why not you
Why am I here and why not

Why did begin and where does space end
what I see and hear and smell
Just the appearance of the in front of the world
Isn't under the sun just a dream

Does evil actually exist in
Who are evil, why can't it be that I who am
Wasn't I was and that sometime I, the I, I am
No will be the I, I am

When the was a child
It gagged on spinach, on peas, on pudding
And on cauliflower
And now eats all of it and not just it has to

When the was a child
It woke up in a strange bed
And now and time again
Many people beautiful to it

And now not so and now only if it's lucky
It had a precise picture of
And now can only conceive of it at best
It couldn't nothingness

And today shudders in the of it
Go for the ball, which rolls between its legs
With its I'm here it
Into the house now is empty

When the child was a child, it played with
And now with such former concentration
Where its work is
When the game, task, activity, subject happens to be its

the child was a child
It was to live on apples and bread and it's still that way
When the child was a child berries
Only like berries into its hand and do

The fresh walnuts its tongue raw and still do
Atop mountain it craved
Yet a higher mountain and in each it craved
Yet a bigger city and still

for the cherries in the treetop
As elated as it still is
Was shy in front of and still is
It waited for the first and still waits that way

the child was a child
It waited each day for the return of the loved one
And still waits way, when the child was a child
It hurled a like a lance into a tree
And still quivering there today

The child, the child was a
Was a child, was a child, was a child, was a child, child, child,
When the child, the child, when the child
When the child, the child, the child, child, child, child, child

And on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on

And onward with a of wonder
Upon the highest hill, upon the highest
When the was a child, are you there, shss, shss
Up on a hill when the child was a child

Was a child, was a
Was a child, was a
Was a child, was a
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