Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad

When they look back at us and they down their history
What will say about our generation?
We're the ones who knew and still we did nothing
Harvested everything, nothing.
Well we live pretty well in the of the goldrush
Floating in comfort on waves of our
Quietly gnawing at Her body
Until we mortgage the future, our children
Storehouses full with the we've been given
We send off the scrag-ends to the starving
But still we feed this strange hunger inside
Greedy, and unsatisfied.

I was never much one for the great "Big Bang"
Going out in a blaze of suicidal
Not foolish and brave, these leaders of
Just stupid and petty, of power;
a little leak here and a small error there
Another square mile poisoned
A series of sad and pathetic fizzles
And out go the lights, to return.
The affair it is over, the is dead
She at us now with ice in Her eyes
But we turn away from these reproaches
And take up to forget what we're doing

I stand on these hills and I Her at night
A thousands square miles, a million lights
Wounded and scarred, She lies silent in
Raped and betrayed in the cold acid
And I wish and I
We could start again
Yes I wish and I
We win back Her love once again