Luyện nghe bài hát China My China

In the haze of the morning, China sits on
And the opium farmers sell dreams to obscure
On the horizon the are closing

in the orchard the aunties and uncles play their games
Like it seems they have done
In the blue distance the vertical bear their names
Like it seems always have done
Clocks slowly, dividing the day up

These girls are such fun
They what God gave them fingers for
To make percussion over

China my China, I've wandered around and you're still
Which I guess you should be proud of your walls have
You have kept you at for thousands of years
But there's I should tell you
All the boys are dressing like sailors

I remember a man who jumped out a window over the bay
There was a raised eyebrow
The coroner told me, this kind of thing happens day
You see, from a Pagoda, the is so tidy