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

Bombed ruins the skyline
places all around
People their possessions
A for some bread

trains, full of people
Remindful of a cattle
Families get
On the way to new homes

Still the children search for
When they hear the
Their bags are always
Just dolls, books and pencils

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

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

The first black men ever saw
Were among the soldiers
Some of them really kind
Bringing and sometimes sweets

No sirens in the night
Which made you run into the
No more of foreign soldiers
Who came to the house

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

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

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

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