Luyện nghe bài hát Decades

Minutes turn to hours, counting seconds away.
Another day tomorrow, tomorrow's just day.
turn into years, and time goes by, over and over,
Again and again, and then, years turn decades.
Decades. Start another decade, ten.
Ten decades, one years.
Ten decades. And the ten started going so much faster,
Than the whole one hundred before.

And the ten we started fighting.
We the war to end all wars.
So somebody the twenties roaring,
And in the thirties we some more.
And the went on and on (and on);
Nobody could it (stop it, stop it)
So somebody a bomb (bomb);
All you had to do was drop it (drop it), or wrong.
They dropped it; they it.
And toward the end of the forties, the storm, I was born.

I am calling, a field, from far away, far away.
This is my calling I am worried, I am concerned.
There are reasons, be explained.
And are questions, that have no answers.
That's the I want to know: how long, how long, can this go on?
I want to how long, how long,
When so many things happen, gets done.
So many wars, no one won one, and no one ever will,
No one will.
I am calling, is my calling song.

And the fifties were the I guess, except for the fighting
And the were unrest, oh yes, we went to the moon.
We had hopes, we had dreams,
And sometimes at night it still seems like, Camelot.
And the seventies 'til May.
And on the hill, that day, I gave up and started Decades.
And the were a waste of time, and here we are, in the nineties!
Nine in a row, one to go, oh! Over and over, again and again.
One hundred years; ten years ten.
So many things happened, got done.
So wars, no one ever won one.
Decades,