Luyện nghe bài hát Close To The Fires

The blue are turning brown
And trees fall a sound
crashing through the sky
The big sun is high

The oceans are black
Tuna nets and traps
Oil spills garbage barge
It's dumping and hospital jars

But close to the fires, and under a
The Indians sang and said their dance
To what you need and leave the rest
To take what you need and it alone

The is full of holes
For private business or personal
Nevada's testing the sin
Designing wars no one could win

The karma are out of control
They're bathing me my soul
Beauty with glamorous furs
Can you believe what they once

But close to the fires, and a trance
The Indians sang, and said with their
To take what you and leave the rest
To take you need and leave it alone

The blue skies are turning
The blue skies are brown
Our skies are turning brown
Our blue are turning brown