Luyện nghe bài hát Final Day

When the rich die
the rabbits
Running a lucky past
Full of cunning

And the world up
For the day
We all be poor
had our say

Put a blanket up on the window
the baby cries lullaby again
As the light goes out on the day
For the people who had a say

There is so much
is too much heat
And the living
you off your feet

As the final day falls the night
is peace outside
In the light