Luyện nghe bài hát China My China

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

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

These poor girls are fun
They what God gave them fingers for
To make over solos

China my China, I've around and you're still here
Which I guess you should be proud of your have enclosed
You have you at home for thousands of years
But something I should tell you
All the young boys are dressing like

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