Luyện nghe bài hát Blackbird

Gonna be a come.
Gonna a wicked man's feet.
Hate and greed gonna down Babylon.
blackbird, that blackbird he said.
That blackbird, that he said.

The wind blows melodies,
into the feathers of a blackbird sitting on a branch of me.
He said you never know, the troubles i have seen ,son.
And you should go, the places i have been.
Lord don't you try to with me.
Lord don't you try to with me.

The superstitious their stones at me.
Let them into the blackness,
importance owns the evil it breeds.
And as the flows,
the stories that told, go
the well below,
for a to swallow.
Lord you cry i heard them weep,
Lord you cry i heard them weep.