Luyện nghe bài hát Berlin

You grow to a big town at one
And then tracks lost line
The draw your heart away
To west, north, south, east,
And they cut you not for fun
Since '61 the still runs
To save the pride
To the cold war with you

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

Now you are bigger than
But decadence grows in soul
You spit that oil on our head
The clever get rich, the weak mad
In streets, in subways the race
The others come to find their
These countries they are from
Are why are we rich here

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