Luyện nghe bài hát Cry To Heaven

I a black beret on the street today
It was lying in the all torn
There's a white flying on a tall building
But the kids just watch the

Their dirty faces pressed on the
Shattered glass their eyes
There's a mad dog in a burned out subway
Where the sniper at night

No birthday songs to sing
Just bricks and to give them
Wrap them up in your father's
And let cry to Heaven

No birthday songs to again
Just bricks and stones to them
Wrap them up in father's flags
And let cry to Heaven

There are many by a cold lake
As the where your babies are born
And your rag doll sits with a grin
But the kids watch the storm

I saw a black cat tease a mouse
Until he it with his claws
Seems a lot of countries do the same
Before go to war

No birthday to sing again
Just bricks and stones to them
Wrap them up in your flags
And let them cry to

Ohh, no songs to sing again
Just bricks and stones to give
Ohh, wrap up in your father's flags
And let them cry to

Let cry to Heaven
Let cry to Heaven
Let them cry to