Luyện nghe bài hát The Spiining Turning Of The Summer Earth

The turning of the summer earth
has strtched and the air
into a tight blue around
swollen girth

Dizzy and the suffocated streets
wind on and toil and
gasp their quick and breath

Parched dry tongues scrape reptile lips
and every we speak
steams and in the heat

lizard we perch upon the stones
merging and curled this rough
dry heat unfurls the flash
marrow that once now wanes the bones

High the sky
the one unblinking eye pours
its slippery , yellow drops
oily fire on our backs

fingers touch
fell for

and every we make
strains as if about to
something has to