Luyện nghe bài hát Walt Whitman 's Niece

Last night or the before that,
I won't say which
A friend of mine,
I'll not say seaman,
up to a big old building,
I won't say building,
And not have walked up the stairs,
not to say stairs,
If had not been two girls,
out the names of those two girls.

I recall a door, a big room,
not tell which room,
I remember a big rug,
but I can't say rug,
A girl took a book of poems,
not to say which of poems
And as she I laid my head,
and I can't which head,
Down in her lap, and I can which lap

My seaman buddy and girl off
after a couple of pages and I was,
All night long, laying and
and the poems.
And as as I could recall,
or my seaman recollect,
My girl had told us she was a niece
of Whitman, but not which niece,
And it takes a and a girl
and a book of this
A long long time to find its way