Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Street

Walking alone a old street,
an old song incomplete.
My was sweet.
Then I came upon a group of young
playing with real in a dirty old backyard.
How sad.
They were dressed in rags, or I'd say bags,
for it's hard to find a to explain how sad.
Dirt upon their and in their hair,
made me think of all the these poor children bear.
No one cares.
No one cares.
On dirty little street
the you meet
will you really wonder.
How can be something sweet
if no one the street.
This really lacks humanity.
Everything around will soon be to the ground.
How sad.
You may not believe, or you conceive,
are streets like this existing in every town.
Undressed little beast and thirty fleas
hanging around on doorstep.
But life on, life goes on, life goes on.
On this dirty street
the you meet
make you really wonder.
How can life be something
if no one the street.