Luyện nghe bài hát Sweater Poorly Knit

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

Your flavor in my mind's back and forth
than any wine, as bitter as mustard greens
And it's light and as honeydew and pumpernickel bread
The trap I set for you seems to caught my leg instead

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

Take the fingers from flute to weave your colored yarns
And boil down your fruit to in mason jars
And the books are and the goats are underfed
The trap I set for you seems to have 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 since
And if she comes circling back, end where we'd begun
Like two on the train track the train crushed into one

Or if I'm a crown a king, if I'm a broken, open seed
If I come a thing and I come with all I need
No boat out in the blue, no place to your head
The I set for you seems to have 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