Luyện nghe bài hát Spoken Word Intro

"Go," the enchantress, "and see ye the one known as Clint. But be
warned, his medicine is potent; few entered his cave, and even less
have returned. So with you this talisman."
She plucked it her ample chest and thrust into his sweaty palm a
tiny upright mexican bean. He it and crawled across the mountains
for twenty eight days. When his were finished he fumbled for the
but could find it no more. He crawled back another twenty seven and a
half days to he'd come from and saw the enchantress standing bemused
by a series of pumps.
"You the bean, didn't you," said the enchantress.
But he was unable to speak, his tounge and parched with his
labours over the desert had grown so pulpy in his mouth it was
as if he had two sausages and a severe dental case and couldn't at
all.
"Seek ye the one known as Clint, but be warned; few entered his cave,
and even fewer returned. you this talisman, one small mexican bean,
and go."
For twenty days he crossed the desert. His eyes glistening with
the parched waters of love, his snarling for the occasional plant and
jack rabbit that danced into the uterine thing of his part. could
him now.
"See ye the one known as, Leo? Dennis?"
For seven days he crawled back across the desert. His tounge so
swollen with pain he could barely lick the spike from the
cactus to deeply needed nutrition way below the ground. Eventually he
crawled over the ridge, and there standing on the petrol was the
enchantress.
"Forgot his didn't you?"
He was to speak.
"Go, ye the one known as Clint, but rember few have entered his cave
and even returned. Take you this, take you this, prawn, onion,
cap."
Now they were stuck.
(Which just goes to show love is the distance between reality and
pain.)