Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient History

Sometimes I wonder how I got up with you
You cannot comprehend the things that I do
The truth is so fragile, the are so true
Lying in the where the blossoms once grew

So now you're what is this mystery
And all these questions, history
Sometimes I wonder what is left to be
If I'm consumed and will the children be fed?

The roof is always creaking, the stone has been
You say I'm existing and you leave me for dead
Sometimes I can see your is a sled
Sliding down the slopes that will to your bed

of us are white, some of us are red
Some have got these visions going in our heads
As you go just blow a to me
And as it falls, ancient

a joke can get out of hand
Laughing like a in a new land
Convinced down to his buttons this was how it was
Turns his back on ruins, was nothing but sand

Crossing your Alps, the ice and blister me
And all the rest, ancient