Luyện nghe bài hát Dissidents

One more young writer away in the night

the border he will drown in light

Hold it - wait a
I read my writing, my own writing!

tiny insects in the palm of history

A domino in a cloud ofmystery
My is an iron fist

In a glove of vaseline

Dip the in the kerosene

I too a dissident

Courting disaster we ran in the
it - verify it
Wings of an angel torn in

all here in writing, down in writing!
At the of the press

And in the of the government
I from grace

I too a dissident

Like tiny in the palm of history
A effect and an early end to this story

My is an iron fist in a glove full of vaseline
But dip the in the kerosene

I too a dissident.