Luyện nghe bài hát America

America you're too to die.
England too old to cry.
He's got the world in his hand.
India, too hurt to try.
India, you beneath the blackened sky.
We've got the world in our hands.

Everybody on,
time to sing a new song.
Everybody on,
time to say we belong.

Africa, too young to die.
I at you and hear the angels cry.
The hour glass is out of sand.

Where can a man go, if he's to his his knees?
How can a free her children from disease?
Where can a river run if it clean itself?
Where can a man go from the of his wealth?

Well everybody on.