Luyện nghe bài hát Sapokanikan

The cause is
The map of
Is and bevelled
The lorn and levelled
By some unrecorded and powerful

Which along the monument
And upon a plastic bag
The
rag

Sang do you me?
Will you
The snow falls me
The renders:
The is in the hand of God

Beneath a of grass, her
Bones the old Dutch hid
While elsewhere
And the angel
the scholars surmise was a mother and kid

Interred with daughters
In dirt in potters' fields
them, parades
Mark the of days
Through parks where pale colonnades in marble and steel

all of the twenty-thousand attending your footfall
And the causes they died for are lost in the bird calls
And the they left are cryptic at best
in obsolescence
The text will not yield, nor reveal
any fluorescence
Where the hand of the master and ends

I fell, I to do well but I won't be
Will you tell the one I love to remember and hold me
I and call for the doctor
But the snow me whole with ol' Florry Walker
And the lives only in print

He
"It's alright"
And "It's all now"
And boarded the
His unfastened
The boy was known to unusual daring
And, a "boy"
This alderman, Tammany Hall
In employ King Tamanend himself preceeded John's fall

So we all raise a
To the wise and honest soul may repair
To which a
A hundred years now, may look and despair
And see wonder
The we have left to rust in the parks
Swearing that our hair on end
To see John Purroy depart

For the Western front where work might
O mercy! O God!
Go out, await the hunter to decipher the
And what under the city is gone

Look and
Look and