Luyện nghe bài hát From Africa To Malaga

It's too to cry
When everything dies
If not today then tomorrow
let that thought slip away
Let it come out and
It takes you
At the of sound
When underground
You never think get out

Up and
Then it goes
The thought you found
you to town
Smashes your face, burns at your
Then you go and turn it in to art

It's not to die
No matter how you are you eventually rise
If not then maybe tomorrow
let that soul get away
Let it fly till your day
is the chance
For one glance
Why we

Don't cry for the time you lost in your
The is spent on the cheap white lies
Kiss them goodbye and see left
I it's you, I know it's you

I'm blistering to winds coming in from Africa to