Luyện nghe bài hát Four Winds

Your class, your caste, country, sect, your name or your tribe
people always dying, trying to keep 'em alive
His body's decomposing in containers
In an abandoned where

A squatter's a mural of a Mexican girl
With fifteen cans of spray paint and a swirl
She's standing in the at the end of the world
Four winds blowing her hair

But when great Satan's gone, the of Babylon
She just sustain the pressure where it's placed, she caves

The Bible's blind, the deaf, the Qu'ran's mute
If you burn all together, you get close to the truth still
They are over Sanskrit on the Ivy League moons
While shadows in the sun

Cast all the school and meditation built to the times
And hold us at the while the spiral unwinds
knocking over fences, crossing property lines
Four winds, cry it comes

And the sum of man, slouching towards Bethlehem
A heart just can't contain all of empty space
It breaks, it breaks, it

Well, I went back, I rent a Cadillac, a jet
Like a newly refugee, retracing my steps
All the way to Cassadaga to with the dead
They said, "You'd better alive"

And I was off to old where a genocide sleeps
In the hills, the bad lands, the calloused east
I buried my ballast, I my peace
With four winds, leveling the

But when great Satan's gone, the whore of
She just can't remain with all that space
She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she