Luyện nghe bài hát Berlin

You grow to a big at one time
And then your tracks line
The wartimes draw your heart
To west, north, south, east,
And they cut you not for fun
Since '61 the wound runs
To save the political
To heat the cold war you

Berlin, a or the westworld's eye
I cannot love, deny
You too fast til you dry
Anytime dry

Now you are bigger before
But decadence grows in your
You that oil straight on our head
The get rich, the weak ones mad
In streets, in subways goes the
The others come to find their
countries where they are from
Are poor why are we here

Berlin, a or the westworld's eye
I love, cannot deny
You too fast til you dry
And I fly