Luyện nghe bài hát Sweater Poorly Knit

In a poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile
Little Moses drifts in the Nile
A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid
And I'm helpless by my floating basket raft

Your flavor in my back and forth between
Sweeter any wine, as bitter as mustard greens
And it's light and dark as honeydew and pumpernickel
The I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead

Go plow some other field and try and my name
See what harvest and supposing I'd do the same
I planted of peas, but the first week of July
They should have come up to my knees but they maybe ankle high

Take the fingers from flute to weave your colored yarns
And boil down your fruit to preserves in jars
And the books are overdue and the goats are
The trap I set for you to have caught my leg instead

a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence
You made a holy fool of me, and I've thanked you ever
And if she comes back, we'll end where we'd begun
Like two pennies on the train track the train into one

Or if I'm a crown a king, if I'm a broken, open seed
If I come without a thing and I come all I need
No boat out in the blue, no place to your head
The trap I set for you seems to caught my leg instead

I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, I do not exist, I do not
I do not exist, you exist, I do not exist