Luyện nghe bài hát Tapestry

Every thread of is held in position
By other strands of things living
In an tapestry hung from the skyline
Of cities, so gray and so vulgar,
As not to be satisfied with own negativity,
But needing to all the living as well.

And every breeze that blows kindly is one breath
We exhale on the blue heaven:
As gentle to as the hands of the healer,
As soft as farewells whispered the coffin.
We're poisoned by venom with breath we take
From the brown sulfer and the black highway snake.

And every dawn that golden is held in suspension
Like the of the egg in albumen.
Where the birth and the death of generations
Are in vast orchestration,
And painted in colors of thread
When the dying are born and the are dead.

And every of your heartbeat is one liquid moment
That through the veins of your being.
Like a river of life flowing on creation
Approaching the sea with new generation,
You're now a stagnant and rancid disgrace
is rapidly drowning the whole human race.

And every fish that swims silent, every bird fly freely
Every doe steps softly,
crisp leaf that falls, all the flowers that grow,
On this tapestry, somehow they know
That if man is to destroy all we need
He soon have to pay with his life for his greed