Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Being a Child

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

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

Couldn't rush itself and on command
Was often terribly and couldn't wait
up greeting the moments
And prayed only its lips

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

the child was a child
It was the time of the questions
Why am I me and why not you
Why am I and why not there

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

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

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

the child was a child
It woke up once in a bed
And now time and again
Many seem beautiful to it

And now not so many and now only if it's
It had a precise picture of
And now can vaguely conceive of it at best
It imagine nothingness

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

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

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

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

Reach for the in the treetop
As as it still is today
Was shy in of strangers and still is
It waited for the first and still waits that way

When the was a child
It waited each day for the return of the loved one
And waits that way, when the child was a child
It hurled a stick like a into a tree
And it's 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, when the child, when the
When the child, when the child, the 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 a sense of wonder
Upon the highest hill, upon the hill
When the was a child, are you there, shss, shss
Up on a highest 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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