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

Bombed form the skyline
Burnt places all
People trading their
A keepsake for some

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

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

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

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

The black men they ever saw
Were the foreign soldiers
Some of them were really
food and sometimes sweets

No more in the night
made you run into the basement
No more of foreign soldiers
Who came to search the

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

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 are in the streets
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 we need