Luyện nghe bài hát First Song

Then it was in Illinois a small boy
After an afternoon of carting dung
On a fence, a sapped thing
So weary to

Dark was tall
He began to hear the pond all calling on his ear
They were on his ear
were calling on his ear with what seemed their joy

Soon the was pleasant for a boy
Listening in the smoky dusk and nightfall of
And from the fields two boys came
Bearing violins

So they rubbed the bows with resins
And the three just sat there of the joy
Of their joy, theyre of the joy

It was now fine music, the frogs and the did
In the Illinois twilight
Make and into dark in a shoulders ache

A boys hunched loved out of a stalk
The first of his happiness and the song woke his heart
Into the and sadness of joy

Dark was growing
He began to hear the pond frogs all on his ear
were calling on his ear
They were on his ear with what seemed their joy