Luyện nghe bài hát Chimes of Freedom

Far between sundown's finish an' broken toll
We inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom
Flashing for the whose strength is not to fight
for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the
An' we upon the chimes of freedom flashing

the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden as the walls were
As the echo of the wedding before the blowin' rain
into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, for the rake
for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsakened
Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at
An' we upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild hail
The sky cracked its poems in wonder
the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its
for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the and protectors of the mind
An' the and the painter far behind his rightful time
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom

In the wild cathedral the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their
All in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an' blind, for the mute
For the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled
For the misdemeanor outlaw, an' cheated by pursuit
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom

Even though a cloud's white curtain in a corner flared
An' the hypnotic mist was slowly lifting
light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be from drifting
for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted with too personal a tale
An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom

Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were
Trapped by no of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one time an' we watched with one last look
Spellbound an' 'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching whose cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, ones an' worse
An' for every hung-up person in the whole universe
An' we gazed the chimes of freedom flashing