Luyện nghe bài hát The Stain

A man is in the delta
In the soil with his bare hands
To work the land for
Is he a
And I am in my garden
To stem the tide of grass and
With the machine and roto-tiller
I break for
The man has planted all his now
His tired hands are black oil
grows
The man is and hungry because he's lazy
The seeds are in my garden
My soft white are stained with blood
Again this year I will the harvest that I deserve