Luyện nghe bài hát Antarctica/the End Of A Great Cycle

I see no shelter
I cant see no place to from the storm
Shoreline rising
Dry land hard to find

were these clues
Warnings written on the for us to find
behind by a people time forgot

What did they
How could they see what we blind to
With all of our and technology?

Now the times come to in this great ballet
To our part in this play
The orchestra is nearing the coda
pray.