Luyện nghe bài hát The Poet

Here I sit the day out
No one me who may doubt
All of the words I could choose to say
So listen, believe or be gone this day

I a friend to walk with me
Sit in the of an old tree
To think nothing much, just agree my thoughts
To say much, never tell what I ought

the people pass by now
They just don't know why or how
They seem to care about all that I've seen
They just walk on by never knowing I've

Sitting up where I'm wind blown
Only to ask and to be
Things that would make you believe I say
I'll tell you myself and show you some day