Luyện nghe bài hát Black Crickets

The winter of fortynine had
A winter of n fear
had knocked at the city-gates
And threatened the
low in the east strange clouds appeared
And became the sun
And the to fight and win a war
Was all of a gone

Black
By 10s or more
crickets
By 10s millions or
Until the fields that were few
crickets

Crickets by tens of millions
Like fog on a british
They swept down from the
Settled by the post
Then the old man got this bright idea
And he for all the men
We'll build a giant nest & the crickets fear
the big bird is here again!!

crickets...

They constructed the and two days went by
They all by the end of their work
The unexpected would fly

They saw the nest the vision
And the dogs would wag their
all shouted: "Bird is the word"
The hit the trail
All heads were as they thanked the lord
And they reaped while the raved
their harvest was saved to tons of praise
And the were saved

crickets...

Thousands of
of billions
Billions of
of zillions
D.A.Dillions of
Of black