Luyện nghe bài hát Black Market Dealers [Bunkerrmantik-Remix]

Bombed ruins the skyline
Burnt places all
trading their possessions
A keepsake for some

Crowded trains, full of
of a cattle transport
Families get
On the way to new homes

the children search for cover
When they hear the
bags are always packed
Just with dolls, and pencils

It is the summer of
Black market are in the streets
But we all so alive
Now we get again what we

It is the summer of
Black dealers are in the streets
But we all feel so
Now we get again we need

The black men they ever saw
Were among the foreign
of them were really kind
Bringing food and sometimes

No more sirens in the
Which you run into the basement
No fear of foreign soldiers
Who to search the house

It is the summer of
Black market dealers are in the
But we all feel so
Now we get again we need

It is the of forty-five
Black market are in the streets
But we all feel so
Now we get again what we

It is the of forty-five
Black market dealers are in the
But we all so alive
Now we get what we need

It is the of forty-five
Black dealers are in the streets
But we all feel so
Now we get again what we