Luyện nghe bài hát My Mother's Son

All the Protestant
They're all swinging hips
Fresh coat of red on their
In a solar
I sat on the
Church bells in my ears
Big blue sky was so
the sun disappeared

White horses on the ride under this strange and darker sky
A will come and scatter seeds and it will bury all of these
The children sing across the plains their rise and quickly fade

On a passenger
Slightly out of my
All the so kind
chills down my spine
And I fell into
And in that sleep I did
That I was at the seams
I know what it means

Inside of mama kicks
And this house is of stone and sticks
All these things can break my bones and everyone must run
I run all night with lungs
I will be my mother's son

Yes I will always be my son
And I'm no from anyone

Stopped traffic and lights
That's the view the sky
As that old bird flies
I I could fly
will we become
When we in the dirt
Who will up first
One can be sure