Luyện nghe bài hát Brave Faces

I've seen in the window
I've faces in the street
They and talk of nothing
known many restless summers

The dunes I imagine
A without a postcard
Flower were so beautiful
But straight and the way

Good the beatnik spirit
The talk of
The sentences of
Are the of childhood

They're all talking to me
Out-talked by the mass to pay the bills it lies
And the we eat for breakfast
Brave face the boardroom

The oak stained fall silent
They leave lined defeat
And got those tears in their eyes
Well, it makes no to me

Why don't they We're so ordinary too
I saw the exits now
Pain and passion's my of view
Well there's nothing the truth

I've seen men have been marked out
Ruled out by grim
They fell hard on instant
And I'm going there

Well, the place I see so better
it makes no sense to me
I saw the closing now
Burning mountains, paper
Burning all and later