Luyện nghe bài hát Close To The Fires

The blue skies are turning
And fall without a sound
Jets crashing the sky
The big sun is high

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

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

The landscape is full of
For private business or goals
testing the nuclear sin
Designing wars that no one win

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

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

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